*woosh*
The swirling distortion of spatial light collapsed behind them as Zhao Tian and Ji Shuang reappeared in the vast, desolate stretch of barren land.
A cold wind swept across the terrain, carrying dry dust and the sharp scent of scorched rock.
Ji Shuang's boots crunched softly against the hardened soil as she took a slow step forward, her violet eyes drifting upward toward the skies.
The night sky was wide and scattered with distant stars.
She stood still for a moment "Let's return."
Zhao Tian nodded silently and his gaze swept the land once before he stepped to her side.
With that, both of them dashed toward the skies.
Their robes flared and rippled in the wind, and behind them, the barren land grew distant.
After what felt like an hour, the terrain ahead began to shift.
In the distance, the towers of the Royal Palace shimmered in the dark.
