The anxious cries of the Five-Color Divine Ox echoed endlessly in the air. It rushed forward like a flash of lightning, dropped to its knees before the grave with a loud thud, and tears instantly burst from its eyes, spilling over as it cried, "Mother!" The teardrops fell to the ground, transforming into brilliant, translucent gems.
Each gem seemed to contain a special energy from the deepest recesses of the Five-Color Divine Ox's soul, radiating a soft and warm glow. This radiance met the mysterious aura emanating from the Duankong Saber and the Duankong Sword, like long-lost friends meeting again, intertwining and weaving a dreamlike, marvelous picture. The rich life force and emotional power within this radiance flowed like a babbling brook, nourishing all things nearby.
Those corners eroded by darkness seemed to show signs of recovery under the illumination of the light, and damaged souls were comforted and repaired. When this power fused with that of the saber and sword, the originally cold and destructive aura of the weapons saw its dark attributes gradually melt away like snow under a warm sun, turning gentle as if imbued with new life. "What are you crying for!
Chapter 34