"The azure heavens transform, a triple scene unfolds,
Qingsu's seasons pass, a tale that time has told.
Spirit Jade Treasures now in countless households lie,
For this age of peace and joy, my heart lets out a sigh."
Another cold winter had arrived.
It was now nighttime.
Tang Dan gazed at the changes on Qingsu Island and couldn't help but recite a poem.
His eyes held a sense of worldly weariness, yet his body faintly exuded the aura of the Golden Core Realm.
The three great worlds in the sky obscured the sun, moon, and stars.
But they had become a different kind of sun, moon, and stars hanging in the firmament.
At night, especially, the bright lights of the second Great World resembled a new sun and moon.
Many living beings already inhabited the first Great World.
Its library was already half-full of books.
Most of the books from the first to the Fifth Realm were available for reading; only the Immortal Scriptures in the central area were inaccessible.
