Light spills down the cloud steps, while starlight glimmers like fireflies. Song Yunlong leans against the eaves of the Radiant Firmament, fingertips tracing the faint shimmer. Her expression is gentle and bright, and even the luminous butterflies fluttering around her dare to land on her wrist and brush their wings against her stardust-dusted fingers.
In an instant, the barriers of thirty million realms shatter all at once. A world-ending black tide, carrying a raging malice that crushes every law, roars toward the tottering Radiant Firmament. The holy sages of the heavens retreat in disarray, and even the laws of creation dissolve inch by inch in the black tide. The realms are on the verge of collapse. She merely lifts her eyes, the radiance still glowing at her fingertips. The black tide, powerful enough to devour all the heavens, is firmly locked in place by a beam of light stretching across all eternity, then vanishes in an instant.
She is the strongest manifestation projected by Song Yunlong, the Primordial Source, and the one and only core of light that holds the rise and fall of all realms in place. She was never a being born from the Radiant Firmament, but the Radiant Firmament itself, the source of all realms. She raises a hand, gently holding it out, and every shattered boundary is restored. With a soft laugh and a lowered gaze, she leaves the Radiant Firmament clear and all realms forever at peace.
