Rebuilding Terra

There seemed to be a layer of mysterious gauze between the mirror and the primitive world, full of endless fantasy and unknown. After going through countless hardships and difficulties, Azra finally returned successfully from the mysterious mirror.

At this time in the prehistoric world, the dimensional crack was like a shocking, hideous scar, ruthlessly stretching between heaven and earth. Hongjun stood there quietly, wearing a simple and solemn Taoist robe, on which flashed mysterious runes, as if it was the crystallization of wisdom accumulated over the years. His eyes were as deep as the endless night sky, and the solemnity in them was like a heavy boulder, staring closely at the crack that was constantly fluctuating and seemed to cause a disaster at any time. Every time he exerted his magical power, the output of that power seemed to carry his endless worries and concerns for the prehistoric world in his heart. That power was like a silent oath, guarding this land he cherished.

Held was like a mysterious magician, wearing a gorgeous magic robe. The magic patterns on the robe were like dancing flames, full of agility and power, and each pattern exuded a powerful magic aura that made people's heart palpitate. Her beautiful and mysterious eyes flashed with unwavering light, like the bright stars in the night sky. Her hands danced lightly, like a dancing elf. With her movements, the powerful magic power was like a surging tide, constantly flowing into the precarious crack, trying to fill the crack that could cause a disaster at any time.

When Hongjun and Held saw Ezra's return, their hearts were like stones being thrown into them, and they each had completely different waves. A flash of surprise flashed through Held's heart, and that surprise was like a meteor that suddenly appeared in the night sky, bright and dazzling. She thought to herself: "Is he finally walking the same path as me? He has also become an apostle." Her bright eyes were fixed on Ezra, trying to find more answers from his every expression and every subtle movement. In her opinion, Ezra's return was like a seed of hope, which might bring a new turn of events and unexpected changes to their current difficult actions.

Hongjun's heart was full of doubts and deep thoughts. His eyes fell on Azra, and he thought to himself: "Another strong man of the same level as me, can Azra be willing to use this energy to repair the crack? If it were me, I would definitely not be willing to use this energy." There was a hint of complex and inexplicable emotions in his eyes, which included both recognition and admiration for Azra's powerful strength, as well as curiosity and speculation about his next possible actions. In this fantasy world full of conflicts of interest and disputes, every decision may trigger a chain reaction, and every choice is crucial.

After Azra returned, facing the complicated gazes of the two, he did not say much. He just raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing an extremely firm and powerful smile. That smile was like a beam of light in the darkness, bringing hope and strength to people. Then, he stretched out his hands without hesitation and directly released the fragments of the cosmic will that he had collected with great difficulty in the mirror of the prehistoric world. Those fragments were like bright and dazzling stars, emitting mysterious and extremely powerful power. Azra began to release energy, and that energy was like a surging torrent, pouring into the prehistoric world with an unstoppable momentum.

The primitive world on the verge of breaking began to recover rapidly under this powerful and shocking energy supplement. The mountains and rivers seemed to be injected with new vitality and regained their vitality. The towering peaks seemed to be cheering, and the trees were green and the flowers and plants were lush. The rivers were rushing and splashing, as if they were singing happily about the new life. The cracks in the earth seemed to be smoothed by a pair of magical hands and began to heal slowly. The scars that had once disappeared gradually disappeared. The haze in the sky was also dispelled by a breeze and gradually dissipated, revealing a blue sky like a gem. The entire primitive world seemed to have awakened from a long sleep, and every corner was filled with new hope and vigorous vitality.

As the energy was continuously output, the dazzling light on Azra gradually dimmed. However, his eyes remained as firm as before, without the slightest retreat or hesitation. The firm eyes seemed to tell of his inner persistence and faith. Finally, when the primitive world finally returned to its original appearance, Azra also lost all the fragments of the universe's will. He seemed to have returned from a powerful god to his original ordinary life state.

Held looked at Ezra, slightly frowning her crescent-shaped brows. There was a hint of doubt and deep worry in her voice, and she slowly said, "Ezra, have you ever thought about how to stop my plan if you lose your power?" In her heart, Ezra's power has always been a key factor that she values. Now that he has lost this powerful power, the future situation full of variables has become even more confusing and unpredictable.

Hongjun also spoke slowly, his voice was steady and powerful, with sincere admiration: "Azra, if it were me, I would never give up my power to replenish Honghuang. You are more merciful than me." His eyes were full of admiration. In this fantasy world full of interests and disputes, Azra's move was undoubtedly like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, which shocked him deeply.

Facing the conversation between the two, Azra simply smiled faintly. His smile was filled with a sense of relief and determination, as if all this was within his expectations. He spoke slowly, his voice firm and powerful: "Power is not everything. The peace and balance of the primitive world are the most important. I believe that even without this power, I will find other ways to protect this world." His words echoed in the air like a vow, bringing endless confidence and strength to people.

However, the matter did not end there. The fragments of the universe's will not only fell into the mirror of the prehistoric world, but also into the prehistoric world. These fragments streaked across the sky like meteors and eventually scattered in every corner. The largest fragment fell into the territory of Jiejiao.

The fragment caused a slight earthquake when it landed, but it did not attract much attention. Over time, the fragments began to merge together and formed a humanoid creature. This creature has a beautiful face and elegant temperament, but her eyes reveal confusion and confusion.

When she woke up, she found herself in an unfamiliar environment, surrounded by lush mountains and clear streams. She tried to recall her past, but her mind was blank. She didn't know who she was, where she came from, and where she was going.

After some thought, she decided to give herself a name - Celia. She felt that the name sounded smooth and full of hope and vitality.

Celia began to explore this mysterious land, she met some wild animals, they were curious about her but not hostile, she communicated with them and learned some basic information about this world.

Although she is still confused about her life experience, she decides to face the future bravely. She believes that as long as she keeps looking for answers, she will find her own destiny one day. So she embarks on a journey full of unknowns, with firm faith and courage, to pursue her true identity and mission.