Finally, Su Nanzhi let go, or rather, she gave up the shackles on her body, and turned towards the splendid and magnificent orange-red.
The feeling of weightlessness—falling...falling further.
To seek a truly illusory world, first, abandon the real self, abandon all that's held tightly in hand.
Let oneself fall wholly into this world.
If this world has already fallen, then, rush toward death and accept death, to truly seek this fallen world.
Su Nanzhi spread her arms, releasing her entire self into the wind, the waters below the clouds receded unknown when, and she fell through the air.
Until the cry of a Phoenix resounded—
The colors in the sky deepened all the more, nine suns seemed to ignite simultaneously, illuminating everything around, including the sea, including the forest, including the mythical beasts that re-emerged after the tide receded.
