A pair of slender, pristine white hands suddenly emerged from the void, as if out of nowhere. The fingers, as delicate as jade, gave a gentle pull, and a sharp tearing sound resounded clearly between heaven and earth, as though it was ripping through the hearts of all present.
The world fell into silence, so quiet that one could hear a pin drop. Everyone seemed to have lost their thoughts, their eyes wide open, staring intently at those hands!
A robe as snow-white as untouched dust floated down through the gap, refracting a silver brilliance in the golden sunlight, as radiant as the crescent moon rising at the edge of a sapphire sea, tracing an enchanting arc and stirring ripples in the air.
Suddenly, a white light flashed, revealing a tall and graceful figure who manifested out of thin air. A robe with cloud-patterned wide sleeves unfurled like water across the heavens, pure and untarnished, like soft moonlight cascading elegantly, mystic as an immortal.
