Along with the Blood Celestial Marshal's prayer, the serene moonlight transformed into slender needles, beginning to fall like rain.
First sparse like drizzle, then roaring like a storm.
Descending upon the earth like a saturated barrage, enveloping the entire world in moonlight, a pure white.
Even the deepest underground, where light couldn't previously reach, was illuminated at that instant of vertical descent, becoming increasingly bright, until the entire world became a completely pure white, obscuring all vision, leaving everything indiscernible.
In the next moment, a black lotus suddenly bloomed from that immaculate white light—
Like a cracked acorn, or a budding blossom… layer by layer unfurling, gradually expanding.
——It was not darkness, but void. An emptiness devoid of anything, unable to be filled even by all-pervasive light, continuously dissolving the surrounding light.
The "dance dress," its shell nearing collapse, appeared in the center.
