Deep in the Dragon Fall Secret Realm.
Murong Huai stood atop a circular altar. Beneath his feet lay an intricate Light Dragon formation, its patterns flowing like living things.
He closed his eyes and focused, sensing the free-floating light energy in every inch of the surrounding space. The energy was like fine golden threads, constantly winding around him.
"Are you ready?" A voice both imposing and gentle rang out. The Light Dragon King appeared before him, his dragon eyes like two blazing suns, filled with a sacred aura.
Murong Huai opened his eyes and cupped his hands in salute. "Senior Light Dragon King, I'm ready."
The Light Dragon King nodded and swept out his hand. A golden curtain of light unfurled before Murong Huai, ancient dragon script and a complex diagram of energy flow appearing upon it.
"Holy Light Prayer is my innate ultimate technique. It is not a simple release of energy. Through prayer in your heart, you communicate with the purest source of light between heaven and earth, transforming yourself into an emissary of light. You can pray for your allies, granting them protection and strength, and strike your enemies with holy power."
Murong Huai stared intently at the curtain of light, golden glimmers shining in his eyes. The Light Dragon King continued explaining:
"First, you need to steady your mind and cast aside distracting thoughts, immersing your spirit completely in your faith in light. Imagine yourself as a bridge of light, connecting heaven and earth with all living things."
As he spoke, the Light Dragon King performed a small-scale Holy Light Prayer. Light blazed around him, and countless golden specks surged from his body, transforming into sacred butterflies of light that fluttered around him.
"This is my own understanding of the power of light, offered to you