The golden pillar of light struck Feng Xiyan, flooding the surroundings with radiant brilliance.
Standing before him, Bai Hanyun couldn't open her eyes due to the intensity of the light. But having already experienced it several times, she remained calm.
As she waited for her vision to adjust, deep within the pillar, Feng Xiyan's eyes slowly turned golden. Sensing a gaze descending upon him from above, he raised his head.
There, within the center of the golden light pillar, a pair of gentle, divine eyes gazed down at him.
The moment Feng Xiyan's golden eyes met that colossal pair, unbearable pain crashed through his mind.
"Ugh—" he groaned, clutching his head.
A flood of images rushed through his vision, too fast to grasp, then vanished as suddenly as the pain did.
Blinking a few times, Feng Xiyan quickly looked upward, but the eyes were gone.
