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A strange tranquility flowed across the newly born world. The dark purple sea of starlight undulated silently, reflecting the chaotic spiral of stars slowly swirling in the sky. The light was bizarre, yet, thanks to the clasped hands, a certain indescribable peace was precipitated.
He held her hand, and did not move forward to plan more details of this world, but just stood quietly on the shore, as if this newly opened world only needed to serve as a background for their figures.
After a long pause, he tilted his head slightly, his gaze settling on her profile, which still held a complex expression. Those eyes of the Way of Heaven, capable of perceiving the laws governing the operation of all things and determining the fate of all beings, now reflected her slightly furrowed brows with a pure gaze.
"Still thinking about the past?" He spoke in a low voice, but it naturally created subtle ripples in this world that belonged to him, with an inquiring tone that was different from previous commands or declarations.
Yinglong's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pulled herself away from her chaotic thoughts to meet his gaze. His gaze was so deep, as if it could see through all her unspoken entanglements and sudden realizations. She subconsciously wanted to avoid him, but in the end, she just shook her head lightly.
"It just... feels a little unreal," she whispered back, her voice clear in the silence. The shattered Heaven, the fallen Emperor, the reshaped universe, and the new ruler who now controls everything beside her... All these drastic changes had happened too quickly, too dramatically.
Hearing this, he offered no explanation or comfort, only a slight tightening of his grip on hers. A warm and powerful force, belonging to the origin of the new Heavenly Dao, flowed more clearly through their touching palms, like a silent confirmation—all of this was real. He was real. Their side by side at this moment was also real.
"The old world and the old earth hold too many constraints." He said calmly, his gaze sweeping across the mountains and seas created by his mind, "Whether it's for you or for me."
His fingertips unconsciously brushed the back of her hand. The touch carried the warmth of heaven, yet strangely, a hint of the awkward, stubborn clumsiness of Ao Guang. It was as if this body, master of all laws, capable of fulfilling its words, were attempting a subtler contact beyond the bounds of law.
Yinglong's heart felt as if lightly scratched by that clumsy caress. A tingling warmth spread uncontrollably from their clasped hands, quietly soothing her once-worn soul, now reshaped and nurtured by his power, into an incomparably strong and resilient spirit.
She was slightly stunned.
This feeling... is strange, but not completely uncomfortable.
He seemed unaware of the impact of his subtle movement, or rather, he noticed it but didn't care, even...acquiescing to its spread. His gaze returned to the dark purple ocean, as if examining his own creation. However, the originally cold, inviolable aura of the Heavenly Dao around him softened, almost imperceptibly, around her.
"What kind of scenery do you prefer?" he suddenly asked, his tone still calm, but instead of discussing the re-establishment of world rules, he focused on such... almost trivial preferences. "Is it the snowy peaks of Kunlun Mountains, or the once turquoise waters of the East China Sea?"
He remained calm when he mentioned the East Sea, but the word "once" made Yinglong clearly feel that the past was indeed over in his heart. He had not forgotten it, but completely incorporated it into this new eternity, becoming the foundation for the present, no longer carrying pain.
Yinglong was silent for a moment, looking at the magnificent yet unfamiliar sea of stars before him, and said softly, "This place... is very good."
There are no old ties, no familiar shadows, it is a complete landscape belonging to the "present" and the "future".
Hearing this, he turned back to look at her, and a hint of almost imperceptible satisfaction seemed to flash across his empty eyes.
"That's it."
The moment he finished speaking, the surrounding landscape began to undergo a subtle shift. It wasn't a radical transformation, but rather a shift in atmosphere. The sharp, angular lines of the distant mountains seemed to become more rounded and smooth; the light shone from the chaotic stars in the sky dimmed slightly, its colors becoming softer and hazier; the sand and gravel on the shore beneath his feet felt more delicate and soft to the touch; even the rhythmic rise and fall of the dark purple water seemed to be imbued with a soothing rhythm.
In a way that she couldn't understand but could clearly perceive, the entire world was making the most delicate adjustments based on her words "that's fine", just to make her feel more comfortable, more... cozy.
He never said it out loud, but he had already used the power to control the world to make the most direct response.
Yinglong looked at the new world that had quietly changed because of her words, and the last bit of tense resistance and illusion in his heart finally melted away quietly like thin ice in the sun.
She tilted her head slightly and gently rested her forehead on his broad shoulder.
This is an extremely natural action, yet with a hint of dependence.
This had never happened when he rebuilt her foundation and led her into this new world.
Feeling the slight but real weight and temperature on his shoulder, the constant flow of Heavenly Qi around him suddenly stagnated for a moment.
Then, a deeper and more stable power wave, centered on him, gently spread out, surrounding her who was leaning against him more tightly.
He slowly raised his free hand, and with the caution of a beginner, gently placed it on the back of her neck where her black hair was loose. His fingertips passed through the slightly cool hair and caressed the delicate skin.
The movement still carried the unquestionable meaning of belonging to the way of heaven, but the strength was so gentle as if afraid of disturbing something.
The two of them just like this, quietly hugged each other on the shore of the new heaven and new earth.
No more words needed.
The frenzy of destruction has subsided, and the crazy obsession has been resolved.
The old cause and effect, under the sorting out of the new heaven, has become the background of the embrace at this moment.
The eternity prologue, in this silent embrace and subtle touch, quietly wrote... the first stroke of tenderness.
The sea of stars rippled silently, reflecting the embracing figures, and also reflecting the new life that existed for them and had just begun.
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