The Sun and Moon Return, the Void Returns to Darkness (Monthly Votes 7600+)

One room in the courtyard was spacious and bright.

A layer of straw matting covered the floor, and several wooden windows opened along the walls. One side faced the lotus pond outside the house, the other a bamboo grove. As the air flowed through, some kind of spiritual aura seemed to stream between the inside and outside of the room.

The entire room had only one decoration: a single piece of calligraphy.

It was the character "Dao" hanging on the north wall. It was not written in simplified script, but in a strange style, formed in a single stroke, exhausting the transformations of yin and yang and the principles of the Great Dao.

At a glance, it seemed one could see the Nüwa Emperor and the Dao Venerable standing side by side.

This character could not be found in any dictionary, yet anyone—even someone illiterate—would take one look at it and know it was the character for Dao, imbued with spiritual resonance.

This character was Li Nishang's work.

And precisely because of this character, the feng shui of the entire room had changed. It was as though it had gained a central axis, and everything became orderly and well-arranged.

At this moment, the five mythic figures sat in a circle, mutually corroborating their paths. As for the four juniors, they stayed obediently in a corner, watching, listening, and feeling.

The way Zhao Cheng and the other five communicated was very unusual. They spoke little, opening their eyes at times and closing them at others. Occasionally, they would utter a word or two, a phrase or two, but strung together, those words formed no coherent system at all.

Yet Zhou Yanxi and the others in the corner understood clearly that the exchange was indeed continuing. Vast amounts of information were being