Within the Heavenly Emperor Mausoleum, an Ancient Mandala Flower towering ten thousand feet high unfurled its branches and leaves.
Mysterious dark patterns emerged across the Mandala Flower, and hundreds of millions of dark rays blossomed from its body.
This was the Ancient Mandala Flower's dark radiance—mysterious and unfathomable. Legend had it that it could dissolve all attacks and was incomparably tyrannical.
At this moment, the Mandala Flower looked even more terrifying than some ancient Ferocious Beasts.
The dark flower swayed gracefully as hundreds of millions of dark rays bloomed from its branches and leaves, blanketing heaven and earth.
Within the dark radiance came sounds like muffled thunder, twisting even space itself.
And within those warped regions of space, pitch-black lightning bolts faintly emerged and fell into the enormous dark flower.
As heavenly phenomena continuously arose, Xiao Ze and the Heavenly Emperor stood in the void, watching the Mandala Flower with anticipation in their eyes.
As though it had reached some critical point, tides of spiritual energy suddenly surged endlessly between heaven and earth, sweeping toward the Mandala Flower.
Those surging tides of spiritual energy resembled a river of spiritual energy formed from Supreme Spiritual Liquid, ultimately absorbed by the Mandala Flower.
As the final drop of spiritual energy tide was absorbed by the Mandala Flower, the phenomena between heaven and earth gradually faded away.
The boundless dark radiance receded, and the ten-thousand-foot Mandala Flower rapidly shrank to its normal size.
The Mandala Flower stood on the verge of blooming. Several breaths later, its petals slowly opened, revealing a petite figure curled up within its heart.
Mandala wore a black dress, as though she had undergone a deep slumber and transformation.
She slowly opened her eyes. Her former golden pupils had already turned into the purest darkness.
That darkness made her