The edge of the heavenly curtain began to twist, surging like a boiling lake surface, space rifts opened and closed like the gaping mouths of monstrous beasts, emitting a chilling howl, chaotic air currents rolled within the fissures as if brewing an unprecedented storm.
Suddenly, a radiant light burst forth from the rift, illuminating the entire heavenly curtain. The light was not blinding, yet carried an undeniable majesty, as if the entire universe bowed in submission at this moment.
The light gradually condensed into the figure of a young man, dressed in loose white clothes intricately embroidered with mysterious runes, his robes fluttering as if unfettered by gravity. His visage was so beautiful it seemed almost demonic, with a lazy and indifferent demeanor as if nothing in the world could pique his interest.