In Senro Country, the dark tide raged and surged. Tornadoes formed from chaotic elemental currents tore the earth apart every minute and every second, and a dense, heavy rain curtain drowned sky and land alike. From time to time, pitch-black lightning split the clouds; from time to time, boiling magma gushed up from the ground. It was the very image of world's end. Amid the nightmarish dark tide, the faint silver lamp of dawn looked so small, so precarious, as if it might go out at any moment.
But when the returning Weiser saw this, not only did she feel no worry, joy instead rose in her heart.
The Senro of the past had been lifeless and dead, like a rotting corpse. Even Weiser's strenuous efforts to maintain it had only slowed the process of its decay. Though the current Senro was collapsing in heaven and earth, under the surging, roaring elemental reactions, the corpse that should have fallen into utter extinction was giving off a faint trace of vitality.
When all things first came into being, there would always be a curtain call to greet them. Amid the raging wind and pouring rain, the barren earth was nurturing tender new life.
Once it made it through this Dark Winter, Senro would welcome a new spring in which all things teemed with vigor and competed to flourish. And she, the Silver Lamp God Youlan Weiser—her life had already merged with this world. When Senro was reborn, her silver light would also shine through ten thousand miles of the Void Realm.
Weiser could even clearly sense that as Senro continued to evolve, although her Divine Fire kept shrinking, it was becoming ever more blazing and bright. Her five wings were also deconstructing and rebuilding, and the Sixth Void Wing was already