Beyond the thirty-six layers of heaven.
Vast primordial chaos, mists intertwining.
In this boundless chaos, Taixu Heaven floats like a soap bubble, rising and sinking amidst the chaotic fog.
Within this vast and infinite Great Thousand World, Nuwa Saint sits cross-legged on a cloud bed, eyes slightly closed, her body surrounded by an endless flow of the grand dao's essence.
All of a sudden.
Her eyes gently open, gazing towards a lotus pond not far away, her slender willow-leaf eyebrows furrowing slightly.
Under the gentle breeze, the surface of the lotus pond ripples, and thin mists rise, adding an especially serene and elegant charm.
Though called a lotus pond, in truth, there is only a single lotus plant within.
That one lotus is pure and unsullied like jade, immaculately white, fully blooming, grand as a sea bowl, releasing a faint fragrance that intoxicates the heart and spleen.
