The branches and leaves of the Fire Date Tree rustled, scattering dreamlike crimson radiance.
Emperor Ling Ran stood to one side, dressed in white whiter than snow, ethereal and transcendent.
She was disguised as a man, her dark black hair casually tied up, revealing a bright and peerlessly beautiful pretty face.
Bright eyes and white teeth, radiant and dazzling.
Her beauty was poised and graceful, detached from the mundane world, with an innate charm flowing between her brows and eyes.
She simply stood there so casually, like the most beautiful sight in all of heaven and earth.
Everything around her had been reduced to mere backdrop!
Such beauty truly could make heaven and earth pale in comparison.
It was not as though Qing Chi had never seen Emperor Ling Ran's true appearance, yet every time he saw her, he could not help but be awestruck and ashamed of his own inferiority.
Emperor Ling Ran raised her hand.
The Fire Date Tree rooted in the center of the courtyard rose from the ground, transforming into a small tree barely a foot tall before flying into Emperor Ling Ran's sleeve.
"Let's go."
Emperor Ling Ran walked out of the courtyard.
Her every movement accorded with heaven and earth, merging with all phenomena into seamless unity.
It was as though, if she wished it, all the myriad phenomena of heaven and earth could become a part of herself.
Qing Chi awoke as if from a dream and subconsciously said, "My lord, the Dark Mythology Era has only just raised its curtain. There are countless variables ahead. If we leave now, I fear we will encounter no small number of calamities."
"I'm here."
Emperor Ling Ran said softly.
Before her voice had faded, her graceful, transcendent figure was already drifting farther and farther away.