The light falls from the cloud steps, and the stars shine like fireflies. Song Yulong was leaning on the corner of the light dome, her fingertips surrounded by tiny pieces of clear light, her eyebrows soft and bright, even the light butterflies flying around her dared to land on her wrist and brush against her fingertips stained with stars.
Suddenly, the 30 million realm barriers all collapsed, and the world-destroying black tide roared into the crumbling light dome, carrying a monstrous rage that crushed all laws. All the saints in the heavens retreated, even the original laws were melted inch by inch in the black tide, and everything was overturned in an instant. She only raised her eyes, the light on her fingertips had not yet faded. The black tide that could swallow up all the heavens was locked tightly by a bright light that spanned eternity, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
She is the strongest manifestation of Song Junlong's projection from the original source of the Yuan Dynasty. She is the only light core that anchors the birth and death of all realms. She is never a creature that depends on the light dome, but the light dome itself and the source of all realms. She raised her hand and gently held it, and all the broken walls were restored. When he lowered his eyes and smiled softly, the light in the sky was clear, and everything was peaceful forever.
