The heavy leaden clouds were pushed aside by an invisible giant force, and a dark-yellow pillar of light, condensed as if solid, suffused with an indescribable ancient and noble aura, slowly emerged above Zhuo Ming's head.
At the same time, the boundless fertile soil that had just surged up beneath her feet also suddenly let out a deep, resonant roar. In the depths of the earth, countless dazzling golden streams of radiance, like slumbering dragons awakening, came galloping and singing from all parts of the East Continent, converging into warm and sacred rivers of gilt that rose up from beneath Zhuo Ming's feet and coiled around her.
Yet the dark-yellow flood above the firmament never descended.
In the Spiritual Void Immortal Realm, the Generation Emperor, who was conversing with Wuwei Immortal Monarch, suddenly raised his hand to halt, and with the Destiny Great Dao looked toward the source that had stirred his own heart.
