Everyone Wants to Ascend—But You Descended?
A year in the heavens is but a day on earth. While thousands of suns and moons have passed in the mortal realm, a millennium of wind and frost has swept across the heavens. All know the allure of immo
Jiuzhou, the Kingdom of Qi.
Under the broad daylight, the sky was clear and cloudless, the world vast and shining. Suddenly, from the farthest reaches of the heavens, a streak of light flashed by, plunging straight down.
If someone could gaze through the distant vault of the sky, they would see that it was a pillar. Its substance was neither gold nor jade, neither iron nor stone, but such details were insignificant. What mattered was that, as the pillar fell, it expanded with astonishing speed!
In the blink of an eye, the once tiny pillar swelled to dozens, then hundreds of yards, until it was like a mountain descending from the heavens. The fierce wind at the edge of the sky could not move it; the pillar remained unshaken.
Moments later, the pillar, now grown to thousands of yards, was finally noticed by those below. Its grand appearance was etched in the minds of all who saw it. It was indeed a pillar, upon which flames flowed, and carved upon it were exquisitely detailed phoenixes and dragons—both real and mythical. Even from thousands of miles away, a single glance could imprint its spirit forever into one’s memory.
Astrological Bureau.
“The sky… the sky! Something else is falling from above!”
“A pillar? And dragons? Phoenixes?”
“Hurry, report to the Emperor! Another celestial omen has appeared! This is urgent, of grave importance!”
The uproar among mortals was futile; an even more incomprehensible scene unfolded before their eyes. The phoenix and dragon carved beside the pillar, vivid and lifelike, seemed to come