Lesser Western Heaven Realm, Luo God Clan.
The surging Luo River flowed without end, and countless members of the Luo God Clan depended on this sacred river for their livelihoods.
A little girl dressed like a fisherman's child waited by the riverbank. Bored, she watched the boundless surface of the river, occasionally picking up small stones beside her and trying her best to toss them into the water.
Suddenly, a tiny black dot appeared on the distant river surface. Joy immediately appeared beneath the little girl's bored expression. She scrambled to her feet, cupped her small hands around her mouth, bent forward, and shouted with all her might...
"Dad..."
"Yes, hahaha..."
The hearty and crisp laughter of father and daughter rang out over the river.
A dark, skinny man dressed in short work clothes with his chest bared rowed with both hands. The fishing boat sliced through the water like a sharp sword, speeding toward the tiny figure on the shore.
Just as the father returning home was about to reunite with his daughter, he suddenly discovered that the small boat beneath his feet had somehow been dyed in every color...
"Huh? What's going on?"
The man froze for a moment, then instinctively raised his head.
Unfortunately, there was only a crimson sun about to set on the horizon. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary.
Yet just as confusion filled his heart, his daughter's surprised childish voice suddenly rang out...
"Huh, Dad, there are stars under the river!"
Those words instantly startled the man, and he hurriedly looked at the surrounding water.
Sure enough, at some unknown moment, the river surface, which should have reflected the setting sun in the sky, had turned brilliantly multicolored, as though countless colored stars were glittering within it.
Panic rose in the man's heart.