Meanwhile, Huan Yi reappeared at the highest floor of the Firmament Tower—sitting on a scarlet lotus throne. Squalls of dark-purple mist rotated his body, growing larger and more chaotic as the Autarch breathed in and out—desperately trying to stabilize his condition. Huan Yi's transcendent figure turned livid, growing paler by the second as beads of cold sweat trickled down his bloodshot eyes.
Eventually, the Autarch's breathing stabilized. But even as his pulse returned to its regular rhythm, Huan Yi's sclera stayed pitch-black, occasionally firing bolts of berserk energies. At this time, Chiyin appeared at the lotus throne's back, emerging from a twister of purple flames to wrap her arms around the Autarch's neck.
The same mauve-colored energies that often surrounded Huan Yi's Dark Mantle erupted from Chiyin's scarlet eyes, followed by seven black iron nails that aligned at the Autarch's chest.
