A pale glow fell, illuminating the writhing shadows of the abyssal depths, as if the Dark Mother herself had opened her arms...,Lu Yu paid no attention to their conversation. He leaned back, resting his head against the trunk of the tree, gazing at the clouds of blossoms like mist, pinching the bridge of his nose to ease the throbbing pain in his eyes, and murmured:,The eternal sun, which was once one, became nine. Their shadows constantly shattered and piled upon each other, like swollen meatballs, growing grotesquely and occupying the sky.。