Translator: Aran

  The [Light Palace] that had been sent flying in the air was like a floating balloon, slowly descending to the ground.

  "Wu ah……"

  Little Nine struggled, carrying Ye Qingyu and Light Silver, landing on the stone foundation of the [Light Palace].

  Because there was Ye Qingyu, they did not receive the obstruction of that gentle power, and leaped through.

  In the skies.

  There was demon mist being born, a silver flame flickering.

  A b..