Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

But the aurora in front of us is not like that.

It was so bright. So bright that it dyed the entire sky with brilliant colors.

It was so big. So big that it stretched from one end of the horizon to the other, covering the entire sky.

It was so beautiful. So beautiful that Xiao Wu opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

"This is... the power of God."

The voice of Tianmeng Bingcan echoed in the sea of ​​consciousness, hoarse and deep, carrying an irrepressible excitement.

Within Xiao Wu's spiritual sea, the ethereal blue lotus phantom of the Ice Crystal Snow Lotus was also trembling violently.

The petals opened and closed much wider than usual, each one trembling gently, like fine ripples spreading across the surface of water in the wind.

She had never seen divine power.

But she has a senior colleague by her side!

The million-year-old soul beast, the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm, has seen everything in all its long life.

If it says it's divine power, then it must be divine power.

Moreover, the Ice Crystal Snow Lotus has lived in the far north for so many years and is very familiar with this ice field, having seen countless aurora borealis.

While the aurora borealis may appear in the far north, it has never been as dazzling and mesmerizing as the light that blankets the entire sky.

This is definitely not a natural phenomenon.

This is a miracle.

The illusory image of the Ice Crystal Snow Lotus trembled slightly, and the ethereal blue light on its petals was a bit brighter than usual, as if responding to the magnificent aurora in the sky.

"Tianmeng, this is..." Ice Crystal Snow Lotus's voice remained clear and cold, but upon closer listening, the last syllable carried a hint of extremely rare excitement.

"Divine power," Tianmeng Ice Silkworm repeated, her voice even more certain than before.

"Genuine divine power."

Its small eyes were fixed on the magnificent aurora in the sky, and its silkworm shadow slowly moved in its mental sea.

"Xiao Wu, you're lucky. I've lived for millions of years and haven't seen such a miracle many times."

Xiao Wu didn't say anything.

She simply tilted her head back, gazing at the aurora borealis that had painted the entire sky with vibrant colors, her pink eyes reflecting the swirling light and shadow.

……

Deep in the far north.

In a place bathed in dazzling light, even the wind becomes gentle.

The cold winds that usually raged across the ice field seemed to have been tamed by some invisible force, leaving only a very faint, sigh-like sound.

Snowflakes drifted slowly down from the gray-white sky, each one crystal clear, refracting seven colors under the aurora, like countless tiny gems scattered from the heavens.

Snow White stood in the center of this light, her long, dark hair swaying gently behind her.

She was enveloped in a very faint, almost transparent, colored halo. The halo was so thin that it seemed like it would shatter at the slightest touch, yet it remained extremely stable over her entire body, pulsating slightly with each of her breaths.

Florian stood not far away, arms crossed, back against an ice mound.

He didn't speak or step forward; he simply watched quietly as the figure was enveloped in light.

His expression was calm, as calm as if he were watching a landscape that had nothing to do with him.

But his eyes betrayed him.

Those azure eyes reflected the halo surrounding Snow White, the dazzling aurora in the sky, and the miracle he could neither participate in nor approach.

He had been standing there for a long time, so long that a thin layer of snowflakes had accumulated on his shoulders, and so long that tiny ice crystals had clung to his eyelashes.

But he didn't move.

He knew this was the beginning of the divine test.

During their training in the far north, they witnessed many strange phenomena, including the aurora borealis, ice crystal storms, and ancient soul beasts slumbering in millennia-old ice.

But none of them can compare to the scene before us.

That light was so pure that even Florian's unicorn spirit resonated with it.

That was the power of a god, a power that transcends mortals, the power that he and Snow White had been desperately searching for on this icy plain.

Now, it has befallen her.

The aurora's colors began to change.

It transitioned from pale blue to pale purple, from pale purple to pale pink, from pale pink to deep rose, and then from deep rose to a dazzling color that was somewhere between gold and silver, a color that defied description.

The colors flowed, intertwined, and merged in the sky, as if they were alive, turning the entire sky into an ever-changing painting.

And at the very center of that painting is Snow White.

The rays of light seemed to have found their home, surging towards her from all directions and enveloping her in a magnificent sea of ​​light.

Florian narrowed his eyes slightly.

The light was so bright that he had to look away for a moment.

But when he looked again, the light had begun to dim.

From the deepest parts of the far north, from the ends of the sky, they converge in the same direction from all directions.

The vibrant colors no longer blanketed the sky, but rather, like the receding tide, slowly yet irresistibly receded towards a single point.

That spot is Snow White's forehead.

The light gathered on her forehead, shrinking smaller and smaller, yet becoming brighter with each passing moment.

It started as a fist-sized lump, then grew to the size of an egg, then to the size of a thumb, and finally transformed into a divine pattern the size of a fingernail, its entire body shimmering with iridescent light.

The divine rune was shaped like a miniature aurora, spreading outward from a single point and gently converging at the edge, like a swan spreading its wings or a flower blooming from ice crystals.

It was quietly imprinted on Snow White's forehead, radiating a faint yet undeniable light.

Those are the divine markings of the God of Aurora.

Proof of the top-level divine examination.

The aurora borealis in the far north is not a natural phenomenon, but because someone in the far north underwent a divine trial by the god of aurora, thus influencing the laws of heaven and earth.

And she has now officially become the successor of the Aurora God.

The moment the light completely faded, Snow White opened her eyes.

Those clear eyes reflected the last glimmer of the aurora borealis fading from the sky.

Her long, dark hair swayed gently behind her, and the divine markings on her forehead were faintly visible among the strands of hair, swirling with a soft, iridescent halo.

She looked exactly the same, yet she seemed like a completely different person.

Florian straightened up from the ice mound, brushed the snow off his shoulders, and walked toward her.

Their pace was neither fast nor slow, and their footsteps made a soft cracking sound on the ice.

He stopped three steps away from Snow White.

"how do you feel?"

Snow White raised her hand and gently touched the divine mark on her forehead with her fingertips.

The divine rune glowed slightly the moment it touched her fingertips, and an extremely gentle warmth spread from her forehead to her whole body, causing her to unconsciously squint her eyes.

"It's very warm."

Florian looked at her, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

"That's good."

He didn't ask what the divine test was about, how long it would take to complete, or whether she was confident.

Because he knew that even she herself might not know the answers to these questions.

Only those who have truly embarked on the path of divine trials can understand the hardships involved.

All he could do was stand by her side.

Snow White lowered her hand, her gaze passing over Florian, and looked towards the distant horizon tinged with pale purple by the aurora borealis.

"We've been searching this ice field for so long, and we've finally found it."

Florian followed her gaze.

"Yes."

He paused, then lowered his voice.

"But the divine test has only just begun."

Snow White did not respond.

She knew Florian was right.

Obtaining the qualification for the divine examination is only the first step; the real test is yet to come.

The Goddess of Aurora is an ancient deity, and her legacy will not be easily handed over to anyone.

The road ahead will only be more difficult than before.

……

Hyotei stood on the ice cliff outside the Ice Palace, looking up at the aurora borealis that dyed the entire sky with brilliant colors, his emerald green eyes filled with shock.

She has lived for so many years, spent countless years in the far north, and seen the aurora borealis countless times.

But I've never seen aurora like this before.

It was so bright that the entire sky seemed to be on fire.

It was so big that it stretched from one end of the horizon to the other, covering the entire sky.

It was so beautiful that she opened her mouth but couldn't make a sound.

"This is..." Hyotei's lips moved slightly, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible, "What is this?"

Xue Di stood beside her, her long, silvery-white hair swaying gently in the wind.