"Borrow the power of stars, resist corruption."
As the stars moved, they scattered a vast array of starlight, penetrating through the apertures of the metropolis, shielding with star coverings, and blocking the corruption inherent in the plants of the human world.
"You can borrow the power of stars, but stars are merely stars. How dare they vie for brilliance with the Bright Moon and Fierce Sun."
"The fifth realm of natural law—Reillumination of Sun and Moon, Rebuilding Mountains and Rivers."
The God of Suffering had already given his all, dispersing his will into each of the Dharma Bodies, which one after another crashed into the rooftops of the metropolis, ruthlessly tearing open the Western-style, heavily-funded ceilings, allowing heavenly light and starlight to pour unobstructed into the hall.
