The night was cool.
Bai Ziyue lay in bed, in a daze, but he felt a calling.
He couldn't help but open his eyes, and immediately saw, an entity emitting endless divine light, with two heads and four arms, possessing a powerful oppressive force, floating and seated in a magnificent grand hall, the floor paved with countless precious jade.
And somehow, he himself had stood in this grand hall.
Seeing this entity with two heads and four arms, radiating brilliance, seemingly endowed with numerous mighty powers, Bai Ziyue felt an inexplicable sense of insignificance, an overwhelming feeling of humility, as if in the presence of such an entity, he was naturally meant to worship, naturally meant to kneel and submit.*
*Uncontrollably, an overwhelming fervor arose from the depths of his heart.*
*It was as if this Divine Demon was the eternal existence, destined for all people, all beings, to fade into dust…*
