Vermilion Bird Venerate looked up at the sky. The newly born Candle Light Divine Tree had already enveloped the sky, and its golden leaves fluttered like butterflies in the air, never falling to the ground.
Like a golden sea.
This Supreme sat beneath a collapsed glacier, the scorching wings on his back retracting and dissipating. He reached out to scoop up melted ice water, bringing it to his lips as if sipping sweet wine: "Everyone has a cage that traps them, whether it's my sister, myself, or my child."
Venerable Xi He corrected, "It's my child."
Vermilion Bird Venerate was silent for a moment, then chuckled wryly: "Alright, your child, but that too is your cage. Including this world, all are things you can't let go of."
"The difference is that what you want to protect is still here; you still have a chance."
His smile was so faint: "But I don't anymore."
