Long Ji stretched out his hand, summoning a distant star river that spiraled towards him, transforming into a colossal Star Divine Sword, which landed in Long Ji's pristine white hands.
With a casual wave of his hand, the Star Divine Sword streaked across the Great Sun with a resounding boom—cleaving through the day, shattering the scorching Sun, and sending sparks flying in all directions.
Above the battlefield, the crowd felt darkness sweeping over as the starry sky filled their vision; when they next looked up, the stars had vanished.
Long Ji stood leisurely in the air, her garment fluttering elegantly.
Across from her, the Sunlight Bodhisattva pressed his palms together in meditation, his corporeal body dissipating into specks of light that floated away, and his True Spirit ascended.
With anguished cries, the Moonlight Bodhisattva called out, "Sunlight," and with a roar of rage, he charged at Long Ji with the Demon-Subduing Pestle in hand, striking with overwhelming force.
