The next moment, countless currents of Abyssal power surged.
It was not an attack, not a struggle, not an outburst.
It was a convergence.
Like wandering souls that had found their home, countless streams of black Abyssal power spontaneously rushed in from every corner of Teyvat's sky, competing to flow into the open storybook in Chen Li's hand.
The Abyssal power transformed into countless black rivulets and flowed between the pages.
Yet no matter how much Abyssal power poured in, it was completely absorbed by the storybook like mud sinking into the sea. Not a single drop overflowed.
A thin book swallowed the Abyss of the entire universe.
The pitch-black clouds shrouding Teyvat began to disperse at a visible rate.
The black grew fainter, and the light of the sky grew brighter.
Blue sky gradually showed through at the edges of the clouds, bit by bit, like sunlight breaking through storm clouds.
Until, at last, Teyvat's sky was completely restored to clarity.
Not azure blue.
Clarity.
A clarity never seen before, never possessed before—so clean it was almost transparent.
There was no trace of the Abyss.
No veil of False Heaven.
For the first time, the people of Teyvat saw the real sky.
The real sky of this universe, filled with countless stars.
"Sorry for disturbing you all again. Children, I wish you a wonderful sleep tonight." Chen Li lowered his head to look upon Teyvat and smiled.
As his words fell, Chen Li's body rapidly shrank.
In the blink of an eye, that colossal figure which had occupied the entire firmament vanished from above Teyvat.
Everything was like a dream.
But Sumeru's withered Withering Zones had disappeared.
The surging Black Mud in The Chasm had dried up.
The filth accumulated deep beneath Inazuma's land had evaporated.
The lingering Abyssal