Lu Chengfeng's heart thought moved, and the golden flames burning intensely in his sea of consciousness, along with the bright moon within, began to change.
He saw the Princess Consort of King Xiang in the bright moon, seemingly dancing gracefully, step out from the moon. With a beckoning gesture, the golden flame landed on her brow, transforming into a flame mark.
And that bright moon then hovered behind her head, with a black and white lotus floating within, outlining the mystery of Yin and Yang's rotation.
She took another step forward, and Lu Chengfeng felt his body tremble.
The next moment, he saw the Princess Consort, draped in moon-white gauze, with a bright moon hanging behind her, stepping into the real world.
In such a scene, not only Lu Chengfeng, even Zhu Yuxian was stunned, and the swastika in her eyes seemed to stop spinning.
"Husband!"
