The enameled glass was luminous and clear, without a single flaw. It contained a dark liquid that looked thickened like gum or oil. A five-colored wick extended from within, burning silently as it gave out rays of light, completely illuminating the ancient Fusang tree that stood tall and towering, as though it could light up all of the Three Realms and Ten Directions, the Myriad World, and the heavens.
Shaoxuan and Xi'e circled closer, each using powers from their Direct Knowledge as if they had vanished from the earth. All in the attempt to deceive their way past the scholarly Celestial Lamp Ambassador by climbing up the ancient tree from another side to chase after Sha Wujing, fighting to gain the relics left behind by the previous holy maiden of Daluo before him.
