Chapter 1982: Eternal Holy Light (1/2)
The twelve continents were far away from Pure. The low-level Emperors couldn’t peer through the distance to observe. Even the high-level emperors could only see a muddled scene.
Nevertheless, the magnitude of the war shook the continents. All emperors could certainly feel it so they could come up with rough speculations.
The heart beating on the river of time was as clear as day. They could feel the ripples emanating from the holy power of an entire epoch.
“Thump! Thump! Thump!” A resonation to the beat appeared in the heart of the existences on the river of time.
”Boom!” Suddenly, the heart suddenly exploded and the light became more dazzling. It illuminated the river like the rise of dawn reaching every corner. There was no place for the darkness to hide.
Outside of raising hope, it was also scaring the dark existences.
”No!” An overlord scowled and ran deeper into the shadows, not daring to show his face.
The powerful emperors traced back the river of time back to the wildland epoch. They saw the explosion of holiness - its snow-white light lit up everything in its path.
Saint was a great man worthy of respect. He didn't only fight to bring the light to his epoch; at the very last second, he even became a spark to strengthen the light in everyone.
The emperors were shaken. One Grand Emperor commented: ”Lighting up Saint, such an aggressive move. Hopefully, this will be able to warn the future generations.”
More dark overlords dug deeper into the shadow since they didn't wish to see the light.
It took a long time before the light dispersed. The explosion resembled fireworks in the night sky; dazzling yet ephemeral. The time of river continued to flow quietly afterward.
In the end, even the wildland epoch calmed down. The light didn't overwhelm the darkness and the latter didn't devour the former. The epoch was neither light or dark now.
This made the emperors felt even more respect towards Saint. He was the final winner in the epoch yet he didn't try to control this temporal period and simply lit himself up to illuminate the river. He didn't try to fuse with his epoch and try to make it his own.
He returned everything to the wildland. Though it didn't actually exist any longer, he didn't take the time ent.i.ty that was left. It belonged to the epoch and its countless existences, not him or Samsara. Their light and darkness shouldn't occupy this temporal period.
It was a benevolent and magnanimous showing. To sacrifice without regrets - how many could actually do this? Saint surely deserved his t.i.tle.
”Our Saint is gone but he'll live on in the heart of all.” Li Qiye bowed deeply with sincerity and respect after seeing the complete disappearance of the light.
His group of emperors also solemnly bowed towards the river of time to show respect for Saint.