After the thirty-six paths of radiant divine light became plentiful and sufficient, Situ Zhen muttered to herself: "Such speed, an unexpected joy, truly disaster and fortune are intertwined."
With a flick of her large sleeve, several beams of light shot into the void, day and night alternated and eventually returned to normal daylight.
The supernatural phenomenon of descending rainbow qi gradually ceased, and the thirty-six brilliant rays of light began to condense, eventually withdrawing their glow, transforming into thirty-six spinning Golden Cores, with swirling Pill Qi resembling black and white clouds.
She slowly descended, sitting cross-legged in front of Duanwu Hall, the thirty-six Golden Cores in the air resembling stars in daylight.
A black light emerged from her brow again, and once more entered the brow of Pang Tiansheng, reawakening two drooping heads which lifted themselves.
Pang Tiansheng stood up and looked into the sky.
