Within the little world inside the silver Divine Tome, the trial tested not only self-transcendence, but also destruction and creation.
Though those who entered the trial knew this, that did not mean they could immediately comprehend it. Otherwise, tragedies like Demon Dragon being trapped for a million years would never have happened among the trial-takers. Though Yue Yang possessed talent beyond anyone's reach, if not for Duoduo's guidance and everyone's help, he likely would not have been able to react at once when Shuang'er encountered danger.
As he closed his eyes and spread his hands to either side.
Beneath his feet, countless wisps of water vapor condensed into ice, becoming a long bridge of ice stretching along both sides of the abyss.
And beneath Yue Yang's feet, a small, exquisite seed swiftly sprouted, branched, grew, and spread into vines.
They hung down into the abyss, stretching without end.
Along the tough vines, green branches awoke and fresh flowers burst forth, blooming until they filled the valley. At the same time, they cast down after little Shuang'er, who was falling and screaming, naturally transforming into a beautiful flower swing that gently caught her little bottom.
It swayed softly away, dispelling the force of the fall that could have smashed her bones and shattered her body.
Then, at its furthest limit, it swung back.
Carrying a soft fragrant breeze, the beautiful flower swing delivered the little Shuang'er, who had started shouting joyfully after her shock, back into Yue Yang's arms without the slightest injury.
Only when the little girl wrapped her arms around Yue Yang's neck and affectionately called out, "Big Brother Xiao San, I want to ride the swing again! I flew so, so high just now—I want to ride it again!" did Yue Yang open his eyes and tightly embrace