Golden light pierced through the sea of clouds, gradually surpassing the Bu Zhou Mountain Range.
The True Solar Fire released its brilliance, dazzling and intense, freely expressing its domineering fervor.
In an instant, the sky appeared to have two suns simultaneously.
Taisu didn't know where he came from, nor did he understand the meaning of his own birth. Looking around, he couldn't even find an eggshell to peck at, his bird life engulfed in confusion, clueless about where to go or what to do.
But this did not affect his commitment to absolute self. There cannot be two suns in the sky.
Boom————
The sun broke through the last cloud layer, with golden flames surging furiously. The golden light transformed into a rainbow, aiming directly at the sun in the boundless starry sky.
Deep into the cosmos, Taisu's attention was drawn by the dazzling Milky Way. A restless desire to express himself caught in his chest, unable to speak or to swallow.
This felt very uncomfortable.
