Brilliant golden light scattered across the void, filling the small space to the brim.
The Three Pure Ones waved their hands again, and the delicate radiance dissipated, restoring the Cangqiong sky to clarity.
Xuan Dou looked up at the Great Sun in the sky, which was now at an angle. He continued to declare: "Three bows to parents and kin, to express gratitude for their nurturing grace!"
Li Qingming, holding Wang Shu's little hand, walked up to Li Yanran and bowed deeply.
A gentle smile appeared on the exquisitely beautiful face of Li Yanran. Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, and with a slight raise of her snow-white hands, a rich vitality brimmed over, spilling out between her fingers.
In the silent stillness, the robust green vitality grew stronger, pervading mists gradually submerged the entire Kunlun Space.
