The Golden Light on the Star Tower

Bai Yang's consciousness was perfectly clear. He only felt as though he had arrived in an ocean of light.

For some reason, he had been drawn into the Dragon Stele.

His current form was exceedingly strange. He seemed to have become pure light, yet he also seemed to possess flesh and blood.

"Star Guardian?"

"I'm here."

"What happened to us?"

"I don't know. It is a form of existence beyond comprehension."

Bai Yang only felt that lights of every color surrounded him from all directions.

Under such circumstances, he could not see anything clearly at all.

Suddenly, a sheet of golden light spilled down from above his head...