The sky was boundlessly white, the earth pitch black and unfathomably deep, with only a dash of color stretching between the black and white. That was Wang Ran, standing tall between heaven and earth.
His robe fluttered without wind, rustling in the silence.
Lava-like, crimson-golden light burst forth from his heart, coursing through his veins to every corner of his body, radiating a supreme majesty that seemed to command heaven and earth.
A golden sun rose slowly behind him, shining in all directions, its energy clashing with the stars.
He slowly raised his head.
Silver-white threads appeared out of the void as he looked on, embedding themselves deeply into the sky and earth, sparking with a cold light that sent shivers down one's spine and made the whole world tremble.
