Sunset ruins.
In the sky, it was clear and blue. Pure white clouds were dense like mountains.
A bird flew past, and the strong wind blew its feathers. Frost condensed its wings, and the vast land under the wings was now radiating with treasure light.
Countless golden stamen and white petals linked together to form a chain, like a prayer flag that stretched and fluttered, covering the entire battlefield.
The smoke and dust below dispersed, and two figures, one mysterious and one colorful, twisted and turned. The cold light flickered like a flower, blooming and withering.
The huge and magnificent Suan ni stood quietly, its colorful tassels flowing with light and its emerald green veins lustrous. Its twenty-five strings moved on their own, emitting clear and melodious music that resounded in all directions.
