As that ethereal song drifted through the air, auspicious clouds churned in the distance, and blessed light surged. Endless purple qi slowly rolled in from west to east, like a purple wall spanning heaven and earth, blotting out the entire sky with effortless ease.
For a time, whether it was the Radiant Spheres flooding the heavens, the blue round star, the silver six-pointed star, or the other great stars of blood, gold, green, red, and other colors, all lost their presence before the eastward purple qi, appearing especially tiny and fragile.
The "giant face" hanging in the sky silently shrank once, then again, until it finally hung at the horizon like a bright moon. Apart from the door behind that "bright moon," every door of every size in the void vanished.
The blue round star was also quite tactful and did not remain nailed to the "philtrum" of that giant face. Beneath it, the panda sitting in a forest clearing tossed aside the bowl in his hand, patted his backside, slowly rose to his feet, and returned to the school in just a few steps.
The sky above Puji Island became exceptionally clear in an instant.
Yet that clarity was unnatural, because neither sun nor moon could be seen in the sky, nor were there any natural stars. There were only seven great stars: red, blue, white, blood, gold, silver, and green.
And the purple qi sweeping across the sky.
Beneath the purple qi.
A figure that did not appear particularly tall was slowly making his way toward Puji Island. Given his stature, he should not have drawn anyone's attention, yet every gaze that saw the purple qi noticed that figure first.
On the figure's left walked a young wizard.
The young wizard held a white spellbook in his arms.