The boxes were very heavy. The moment they appeared, Chen Changsheng and those two women began to descend even faster to the lake bottom.
Astonishment crept into the eyes of the two women. They had no idea how these boxes appeared or what was in them.
The boxes were not locked, so under the pressure of the water, their lids tore open, illuminating their contents in the gentle and beautiful light of those wings. At the same time, the items within the boxes began to emit their own sort of gentle and beautiful light.
It was an almost sacred white light, holding an unimaginable amount of magic, at least for humans.
If this were not such a tense and perilous moment, perhaps even those two women would also think this way.
The boxes contained silver, and the light they emitted was called silver light. It was even more real than starlight, even more enticing, and thus, more beautiful.
