In the extremely far reaches of the Southern Sea, a stream of light suddenly stopped and the Angel of Sacred Light appeared.
Its body had been run through by the Buddha Vairocana Sword, inflicting upon it severe injuries that not even its divine blood could repair.
It had to return to Xuelao City as quickly as possible, where it could receive the sustenance of the sacrificial altar.
But a black mountain range had appeared in the northern skies and blocked its path.
Afterward, no matter what direction it chose, it could not make its way around the black mountain range.
The mountain range could move, as it was a Black Frost Dragon.
Even in the Sacred Light Continent or in that prehistoric world of light, the Black Frost Dragon had been one of the noblest and rarest of creatures.
But this Black Frost Dragon was still immature. Usually, the Angel might have been wary, but it would never have retreated without a fight.