The lingering glow of the setting sun, a clear breeze under the bright moon.
The rosy clouds of dawn above a sea of mist, a vast sky over distant mountains.
The landscapes of Blue Star were as beautiful as a series of painted scrolls, utterly captivating.
Viewed from the distant starry sky, Blue Star was wreathed in swirling clouds and shimmering waters. Occasionally, flocks of birds would fly by, skimming across the surface of the sea and soaring through the vast sky.
Since Zhao Rui had made Blue Star his home, all of the planet's Exotic Beasts had been driven back to the Pangu Continent.
The other continents of Blue Star regained their former vitality.
People began to rest and rebuild, living in peace and prosperity.
The foreigners who had once been displaced also began returning to their homelands to rebuild their nations.
