The Candle Light Divine Tree grows with a thunderous roar, as Gu Jianlin appears infused within the tree, revealing only his face devoid of sorrow or joy. His eyes are a bizarre golden color, swirling with jet-black lotus flowers.
The Primordial is drawing power from him, devouring this world.
Vast plains are swallowed by tree roots entwined with lotus vines, as if the ancient tree realm descends, roots digging into the snow-covered soil, reaching deep into the earth's core.
That ancient tree seems to have stretched to the extreme of the sky, its golden crown endlessly spreading out. When looking up, one can see scorching winds converging, with crimson fiery clouds torn apart by sunlight, indistinguishable if it's heaven or hell.
The boy's gaze is hollow, yet his golden eyes seem capable of reflecting the world's appearance.
Candle Dragon Venerable stares into his eyes, seeing the world's end.
