"Gazing at the night sky, the stars return to their positions. The past has gone; bygone times are over..."
"The starlight burns, the old days return, descending from the heavens, omnipresent..."
An ancient and obscure ballad wafted from the sinkhole, like a devout believer praying to the ancient gods above the stars.
BOOM—
A divine spiritual essence surrounded Gao Peng's shattered limbs. A large hole had been blasted through them, and the wound, which nearly split him in half, seeped a faint golden glow.
This golden light, however, was as deep as twilight and heavy with the air of death, symbolizing looming nightfall and encroaching darkness.
Immediately, the golden light expanded, transforming into a Twilight Light that engulfed his figure.
CREAK CREAK...
His sharp teeth gnawed and sucked. His body sank to the ground, and on all fours, he transformed into a gigantic beast.
