The silver figure silently emerged, as if stepping out from the high platform. Today, she wore a magnificent silver-white gown, embroidered with silver dragon patterns on the skirt. Her splendid silver hair cascaded down her back, gently dancing in the wind.
Her violet eyes appeared calm and unruffled, with only the endless depth hidden within them, watching him, observing everything he was doing.
Seeing her appear, Tang Wulin's smile grew even brighter. He placed his hands together in front of him, turning his wrists to make a heart-holding gesture, and then a dazzling pink flower bloomed with a pink-gold aura in the palm of his hand.
Tang Wulin lifted his hands upwards, and the pink-gold flower floated out, hovering in mid-air, its pink-gold aura spreading, giving off a soul-stirring feeling.
The gentle pink-gold light swirled in the air, with rings of light expanding outward. Then, a peculiar scene began to unfold.
