Bab 233: The Grand Display of Fireworks Makes a Nightless Day

The starlight that covered the Mausoleum of Books, shining in sync with the starlight that rushed into his Ethereal Palace. The starlight was like snow, blanketing both Chen Changsheng and the broken monolith. His spiritual sense was carried along with the wind and snow, being taken off to some place unknown. The starlight also fell on other places, such as the Reflecting Monolith. The lines on the monolith became increasingly brighter and they would occasionally sparkle. It was just like as if mercury was flowing through those lines.