The huge stone statue loomed over the ruins, and majestic murals inscribed with the ancient era recounted deeds beyond human imagination.
They depicted two figures, god-like in stature, one wielding Dawn and Dusk that bore the sun, moon, and stars, another wielding Twilight that seemed intent on destroying the whole world.
When these two forces collided, the cycle of life and death in the world also endlessly revolved, until eternity met infinity.
"Divine Twilight, Twilight."
Ying Muyao murmured the word, her eyes filled with astonishment, "The one that stands against the Supreme Miracle, Dawn and Dusk, the myth of creation and destruction?"
"How can this be so?"
Obtaining Twilight should be a cause for celebration, a Miracle known to have the power to destroy the world; this was no ordinary strength.
But Ying Baizhou had acquired Dawn and Dusk, and now Bailuo had obtained Twilight.
