Above the Lotus Platform, the youthful Luohou slowly rose to his feet. The Finger Bone of the Genesis Primordial Spirit in his hand flickered with an eerie light. He gazed at the newly formed Zhou Tian Star Formation and then down at the stable isolated island below; for the first time, the cold, calculating smile that usually occupied his face turned grave. The stage of the end seemed to have been forcibly extended into a new chapter by the swan song of the Karmic Fire.
The new Zhou Tian Star Formation rotated slowly in the sky over the remnants of the Primordial World. The starlight was faint yet firm, like a lighthouse born in a dark ocean, dispersing the surging, silent ashes of chaos. The isolated island in the canyon remained temporarily stable under the starlight, though the scorched earth below still bore the scars left by the Karmic Fire’s burning of the lotus. The sorrow of the Black Tortoise’s final recorded wisdom had not yet faded, and the aftershocks of Nezha’s primordial spirit shattering and being swept away by the phantom of the World-Crossing Treasure Ship still trembled through the air. Beside the *Book of Repentance*, Shiji’s pure spiritual essence floated silently, casting a melancholy glow.
Yet, the threat above had not been lifted!
Chapter 450