The light of the sun and moon illuminates, a baptism of profound yellow.
Rebirth and transformation, the primordial spirit sheds its form.
Rumbling!
It felt as if ten thousand years had passed, yet it seemed to be just a fleeting moment.
Lu Chengfeng felt that everything in front of him was shattered, and when his heart thought recovered, the Great Sun Primordial Spirit had returned to the sea of consciousness, surrounded by eighty-one stars, while Luo Suyi's Bright Moon Primordial Spirit had disappeared without a trace.
Even the celestial river water, which had been pouring down like a waterfall, had become thin, with only strands of river water falling from Biluo Heaven, transforming into Qingxia that pervaded the sea of consciousness, enveloping the Great Sun and the stars.
