Master Puhong's gaze fell upon the green-clad young woman enveloped in light.
His eyes were filled with reverence.
"The Holy Mother's divine power?"
Zhang Xiaofan looked at him, his eyes full of confusion.
"What is that?"
"It is the power of an ancient deity that vanished into the river of history and exists only in myth."
"Legend says that in the First Epoch, the age of gods and demons..."
"There was once a compassionate goddess who governed life and reincarnation, nurturing countless living beings."
"She was the Nether Holy Mother."
"And one of the Demon Sect's totems."
"Miss Bi Yao is the sole inheritor she chose in this era."
Zhang Xiaofan had never imagined that the woman he loved harbored such a heaven-shaking secret.
"Then, she now..."
He looked at the green-clad young woman shrouded in light, his eyes filled with worry.
"The Holy Mother's divinity within her has awakened."
Master Puhong looked at him and spoke gravely.
"In the distant northwest, a power of the same origin as hers, yet completely opposite in nature, is resonating with her."
"That power is filled with punishment and slaughter."
"That power belongs to the Heavenly Fiend Bright King."
"What?!"
Zhang Xiaofan's expression changed drastically at those words.
"Will Bi Yao... be in danger?"
He looked at Master Puhong, his voice trembling.
"I do not know."
Master Puhong slowly shook his head.
"The Holy Mother and the Bright King were originally one entity born as twins, representing life and death, reincarnation and ending."
"Their powers attract and repel one another."
"Now, the Bright King's divinity has been tainted by evil energy, becoming violent and bloodthirsty."
"But the Holy Mother's divinity is weak because Miss Bi Yao's soul and body have yet to fully recover."
"As one rises and the other falls, Miss Bi