Xu Yang was dazed, his spirit lost, deeply shaken and enraptured by all of this.
For a long time.
He suddenly stood up, fierce light erupting in his eyes, reflecting the arcane radiance between heaven and earth.
"The Starry Extreme Night has begun."
As the words fell, multicolored mystical lights from all directions suddenly swelled, merging and intersecting, ebbing and flowing like tides, all kinds of hues weaving together, dividing heaven and earth into dazzling fragments of illusion.
Scenes such as this are truly beyond imagination.
Between heaven and earth, primordial essence thickened, immortal energy surged wildly.
Xu Yang sensed an endless, surging vitality erupting from beneath the ground.
All things reviving, all things ascending.
Saplings everywhere grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Green grass flourished, reaching upward, blooming radiant flowers in a blink.
Even lands withered and bleak were quickly enveloped by boundless vitality.
