The abyss was bottomless, its endless darkness inspiring fear.
But above the abyss, a brilliant light shot toward the heavens.
It pierced the darkness, casting down its radiance.
Cracks appeared in the oppressive gloom.
The pressure was broken bit by bit, and despair was set ablaze by hope.
Zhuo Bufan turned to his clan sister and said calmly, "The light has appeared. Did you see it, Sister? It's true I can't write a new answer, but the one who sits beside me—the first to break through—can lead us in writing a completely new one.
"Just because it has always been so, does that make it right?
"Eras are written by new people.
"The answers of old are also overturned by new people.
"I cannot write it myself, but I can be a part of it."
At this moment, Lin Qingshan stood up. He took a step forward, his voice booming, "Before, staying up all night only brought darkness. But then Jiang Man arrived, and so did the light.
"He has already illuminated the path.
