"Rustle~~~"
Even with the sky fallen, a rainbow bridge still spanned the horizon.
It arrived with seven-colored divine light, fluttering like a butterfly, gently dancing, swirling mid-air, forming an ethereal rainbow illusion.
Bathing in this light, Huazhu felt like she was ascending to an immortal platform.
Her attire instantly lengthened, bearing patterns of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet, akin to the feathers of a phoenix, endlessly growing.
When Ye Hanjun focused again, where was the witch robe?
It was clearly a colorful long-sleeve robe, draped with a sunset cloak, and a skirt train a hundred meters long.
She became extremely magnificent, with only her pair of radiant golden vertical pupils unchanged, casually glancing around, exuding a majestic aura, her presence filling the sky.
The once desolate Huazhu, turned the grey flash—finally ascended to a divine position!
