Having gotten a taste of the benefits, Gu Hui often tinkered with the Dao Mirror in his Sea of Consciousness whenever he had nothing to do.
The Dao Mirror had returned to its former state and could not even be bothered to deal with this insatiable fellow.
Time continued to pass, and Fuzi admitted that his earlier thoughts had been a little too idealistic.
That bastard did not care in the slightest whether Eternal Night came or not. Every day, he drowned himself in luxury and pleasure.
Although Fuzi had wanted to step back for a while and make that bastard anxious too.
But that bastard... Helpless, Fuzi had not enjoyed himself for more than a few years before pursuing his old goal once again.
On this day, Gu Hui was as usual when a sudden change erupted in the sky.
"Which unlucky bastard is it this time?"
Gu Hui was not surprised at all. He glanced at the changes in the heavens. Though such occurrences were extremely rare, they were not unheard of. It had happened once several centuries ago, and the founder of the Bright Sect had been forcibly invited away for tea.
At the Hot Sea in the Far North, thick Cloudmist blotted out the sun. Furious waves rolled and surged with roaring violence, while fierce winds and torrential rain lashed the sea, sending spray flying and shrouding everything in mist.
An earth-shaking roar rang out from the Sea of Clouds. A gigantic Divine Dragon radiating golden light burst through the thick dark clouds, dragging rainbow-like seven-colored radiance and bolts of dazzling lightning across the heavens.
The golden light swept over the Desolate Plain, crossed Great Tang, and sped away...
This was the greatest miracle in the history of the Haotian World. Every powerful being in the