It began with a long tail gently entwining.
Spiraling, clinging tightly, filled with rhythm and grace.
He caressed her face, gazing at her on the icy platform.
"After thousands upon thousands of years, I've returned to your side."
"Nuogong." Ling'er's gaze gradually grew misty.
They depended on each other, greedily drawing in each other's auras. It was as though spring had returned to the earth. In this silent, frozen world of ice peaks, flowers bloomed from glowing spores one after another.
At this moment, the entire desolate land seemed no longer desolate. The pink desert radiated a crystalline glow that illuminated the night sky over the whole wasteland, even surging beyond the earth.
The radiance illuminated the entire chaotic starry sky within the ancestral temple. Thick love filled the air, scattering into every corner like dandelion seeds.
Each drifting seed carried a bond of affection.
In the deep pit, Tantai Pingjing instinctively stretched out her palm and caught a drifting seed... The flourishing blooms made this burial ground seem much less eerie.
"What is this?" She stared blankly at the fluorescence in her palm, which looked like snowflakes and drifting seeds.
"It is the bond between Nuogong and Nuopo... The first and most sincere bond of affection between heaven and earth."
The voice came from within her heart.
Subconsciously, Tantai Pingjing understood that this was the voice of the decayed wandering-soul shadow that had appeared in the deep pit... This wandering soul looked even more like Lin Feng than the rotting corpses in the pit.
Or perhaps... Lin Feng simply looked like it.
"The first bond of affection between heaven and earth?" Tantai Pingjing subconsciously frowned.
Throughout history, anything that occupied the first place in heaven and earth... anything that was the one and only, was extraordinarily precious.