The towering Main Hall was filled with tens of thousands of white veils fluttering in the wind.
In the sea of clouds ahead, illusions shifted, faintly revealing a nine-headed black dragon and a three-headed, six-armed behemoth.
There were also two youths engaged in a duel.
One of them had transformed into a human body with a wolf's head, wielding a jagged white-bone demonic blade and swinging it to create a sea of blades.
The other youth had dark red eyes, wore black armor, and moved as nimbly as flight.
This black-armored youth was handsome and refined, his expression barely changing in the face of a formidable enemy.
Wielding a black cudgel, he soared a thousand meters and delivered a blow straight from above, knocking his opponent out of the match.
Yellow sand drifted across the expanse as he stood rooted to the spot, looking up at the Eye of Qitian in the sky.
Those dark red eyes harbored profound thoughts, crossing countless distances through the vast sea of humanity to search for the person he waited for.
He was making a wager.
He was betting that she would see him.
Therefore, he flashed a simple, foolish grin at the Eye of Qitian.
It was just as it had been back when they first met, simple and pure.
Billions of miles away, inside the September Palace at the extreme northern edge of the Sun, the young maiden with fluttering moonlight-white hair stood barefoot in the brightly lit Main Hall.
When she saw that silly, endearing smile, she knew everything in his heart.
Thus, her tense heart surged with a wave of warmth.
Clasping her hands together and gazing at the sea of clouds, the maiden couldn't help but let out a soft chuckle, muttering under her breath, "You blockhead, still acting