She didn't say much, she just returned home and quietly waited for that day to come.
So, in the end, when she heard that calm declaration.
She neither feared nor wished to escape... She wasn't transported away by the ghostly blue light, she calmly walked out the door and looked up at the sun in the sky.
The Cangtian is vast, with no clouds for miles, blood-red and boundless, like a mirror and a sea, yet a ray of divine light, sharp as a knife and sword, pierced through the heavenly dome and the vast land, dividing the entire world in two.
The figure is there, in the center of the light, surrounded in the middle by all those who stand ready, with a solemn and dignified presence.
He saw her.
He saw all the hims and hers.
He wasn't concerned, or rather, he was simply equal, like the heavenly sun shining, adding not a bit for the rejoicing of those on the ground, nor weakening a fraction for the mourning cries of the human world.
The supreme star, vast light shining.
