The pitch-black sky was illuminated by a golden sacred light.
It was like a Buddhist glow piercing through the dark clouds, falling upon the Flower of Origin.
The vast sea began to boil.
The wild wind howled.
A sound of shattering resonated within Chen Jing's body.
Like porcelain, it broke into pieces.
Broken radiance lit up from within her: from then on, darkness could no longer hide. Never had the woman seemed as pure and noble as she did then, as if a divine woman had descended from Heaven.
Lu Bu'er raised her hand to block the dazzling holy light.
The sea breeze suddenly turned bleak and cold, and on the surging sea surface, countless monstrous spirits appeared; their dark eye sockets reflecting the splendid sacred light, as if seeing the world's most delectable food, screeching as they swam toward the island, leaving behind countless fish bones on the sea surface.
