In midair, the “Celestial Emperor” regained his composure. With a flick of his shimmering blade, he attempted to seize the Nine-Dragon Seal. However, the two divine artifacts possessed their own sentience and automatically activated the Grand Formation of the Divine Capital to counter him evenly. The long sword surrounded by purple aura rotated and slashed toward the Celestial Emperor.
Realizing there was no opportunity and his true objective had already been achieved, the Celestial Emperor blocked with his long saber, seemingly slowing down the entire Divine Capital, draining it of all color. Even the purple-aura sword and the two divine artifacts became slightly sluggish.
With a backward slash of his saber, the Celestial Emperor’s aura instantly vanished, his body turned transparent, and he disappeared without a trace.
Faced with the temptation of divine artifacts, he left without hesitation or regret. Although greedy, his judgment and decisions remained unaffected!
Cui Qingyu was the first to recover, looking at Sima Shi and others before recalling his sword: “Seize them!”
Purple mist rose, the aura weakened, yet the oppressive force from the sword still prevented several divine constables from resisting.
Wang Wenshan gazed at Sima Shi with complex emotions, recognizing some acquaintances among them. How could they collude with evil cults?
At this moment, someone blocked Cui Qingyu’s path—it was Song Jia’s patriarch, the Right Assistant Chancellor Song Shouren: “Brother Cui, please hold.”
“Why do you stop me?” Cui Qingyu hesitated.
Song Shouren’s expression was serious as he pointed to the old emperor and the palace: “The ringleader is already dead. Sima Shi and others were merely accomplices; their crimes do not warrant death. They might have been misled or coerced. They should be fairly tried, not unjustly implicated.”
“If we act without discernment, won’t we weaken ourselves unnecessarily and give outsiders an opportunity?”
Upon hearing this, Cui Qingyu’s expression slightly changed, and his grip on the sword tightened.
Wangshi’s Grandmaster from Jiangdong approached Song Shouren with a smile: “Brother Cui, please calm down. This old man sees that Sima Shi and others have already given up resistance. It’s better not to escalate tensions.”
Wang Siyuan, who had not entered the illusion formation nor joined the battle, watched from a distant platform and murmured: “Indeed, the Emperor Star wavers, the ‘Celestial Emperor’ returns, marking the beginning of a great calamity…”
He seemed to have come purely for verification.
After Jiangdong’s Wangshi, Longnan’s Zhangshi, Xiliang’s Simashi, Hengyuan’s Zhengshi, and Langya’s Ruanshi each regained their senses. Eliminating the Zhaoshi of the Divine Capital now would only benefit the Cui Clan of Pingjin!
Previously, they had gone to great lengths to prevent the imperial family from producing another Fa Shen cultivator, to avoid being truly suppressed by the Zhaoshi, who already controlled the moral high ground and resources. Now, would they contradict their original intentions and support the Cui Clan with Fa Shen power instead of the Zhaoshi?
Wasn’t that just creating discomfort for themselves?
Compared to that, a weakened Zhaoshi of the Divine Capital better served their interests and could counterbalance the Cui Clan!
Moreover, with the excuse of Zhaoshi’s moral failure, it was an excellent opportunity to seize benefits and fully extend their influence into the Six Gates. Those divine constables not belonging to the Zhaoshi would clearly see the situation, and with slight persuasion, they would readily cooperate!
The world is bustling, all for profit; the world is crowded, all for gain!
Cui Qingyu pondered for a moment before smiling: “What you all say makes sense.”
The situation had arisen suddenly, and his family was not adequately prepared. They hadn’t even contacted other clans about such matters, let alone negotiated exchanges of interests. If they weren’t united, going with the flow would be acceptable, but now, forceful action was not advisable. He needed to proceed gradually, accumulate resources, and build strong defenses—holding a sword and using Fa Shen power from afar to eliminate opponents was not difficult, but the foundation of top clans lay in their respective prefectures. The people present were merely representatives. Acting rashly would be equivalent to turning against other clans.
The Wangshi of Zhoujun disapproved most of colluding with evil cults, but circumstances forced them to accept the group’s decision.
At this moment, the formation completely collapsed, revealing the people inside: the Crown Prince, the Jin Prince, Zhao Heng, Meng Qi, Ruan Yushu, and Qi Zhengyan.
Among them, the Crown Prince and the Jin Prince had fought to mutual ruin, each panting for breath, especially the Jin Prince, who was in critical condition.
Zhao Heng stood by the riverbank, keeping his distance from Meng Qi and Qi Zhengyan.
Ruan Yushu sat cross-legged, his face pale, his skin almost transparent. His uncle flew over, waved his hand to transmit energy, and helped him recover, while glancing deeply at Meng Qi.
Fan Changmiao’s corpse lay nearby, ignored. To the senior experts, the death of a martial arts champion below the Outer Manifestation realm was trivial. The priority was returning to the Council of State to discuss dividing interests and announcing to the world that the mythological “Celestial Emperor” was a Fa Shen cultivator!
“Uncle, Fan Changmiao is Liu Mie Renmo. Ningzhou’s Gu Clan patriarch might be Huanmie Tianmo,” Meng Qi succinctly stated.
Ruan Yushu’s uncle’s eyes twitched slightly: “Liu Mie Renmo? He actually managed to deceive everyone?”
The exact strength of Liu Mie Renmo was unknown to outsiders, so he was not surprised that Meng Qi had killed Fan Changmiao.
After Ruan Yushu nodded in confirmation, his uncle reported the matter to the senior officials in the Council of State and quickly dispatched people to capture Huanmie Tianmo.
…
At the Su Family of Divine Might Marquis.
Meng Qi had just clarified the sequence of events, lamenting the appearance of the Celestial Emperor and Zhao Wu Yan’s failure, when he was sent home, as the senior officials had no time to deal with them.
As dusk approached, Su Li and Su Yue returned, their expressions grim, especially Su Li, who immediately entered the ancestral hall.
Meng Qi followed, watching Su Li’s back, and softly asked: “Father, how did things go?”
“Better than I expected. The major clans are all interested in the Six Gates. The Ruan Clan even personally courted your fifth uncle, promising to ensure his safety through this crisis. The Council of State is still debating how much to weaken the imperial family. Pingjin Cui and Zhoujun Wang hope to weaken the imperial family as much as possible, such as the number of Zhaoshi divine constables and the number of Council members directly under the emperor. However, other clans are unwilling to go that far, merely proposing slight reductions and stripping the Zhaoshi of control over the Emperor’s Sword,” Su Li said without turning around.
Meng Qi nodded slightly. A too-weak Zhao family was not in the interests of other clans, as it would only allow the Cui Clan to dominate.
“As for the imperial succession, the Crown Prince was directly excluded. Currently, the debate is between the Jin Prince and the Wei Prince. Originally, the Cui Clan proposed a collateral branch with a Zongshi successor, but Zhoujun Wangshi was firm, insisting that the distinction between legitimate and concubine-born could not be blurred. Other clans also hoped to stabilize the Zhao family’s heart through this, punishing only the ringleaders without implicating others. After all, whoever becomes emperor will be equally weak…”
Speaking of the imperial matters, Su Li carried a faint sadness.
“And you?” Meng Qi asked keenly.
Su Li chuckled slightly, still not turning around: “Colluding with outsiders, the Divine Might Marquis title was stripped, and I can no longer hold any position. I am forbidden from leaving the Divine Capital for life. Originally, they also wanted to cripple my martial arts, but thanks to Langya Ruan and Zhoujun Wang’s intercession, I avoided this disaster.”
“Keeping the entire Su family intact is not bad.”
“Unfortunately, the title was taken. I am ashamed of the ancestors…” Su Li’s voice slightly trembled.
Meng Qi took a deep breath and asked again: “Father, now can you finally tell me why you sent me to Shaolin back then?”
Su Li sighed deeply: “At that time, your mother was dying, and Su Yue secretly incited Ke Shi to view you as a thorn in her eye. Your grandmother saw these things but, on one hand, the family’s pillar, and on the other, a powerful in-law alliance, the weight of these two was clear, making a cold decision was inevitable.”
“At that time, I was deeply trusted by the emperor. Saying I couldn’t protect you would be a lie, but the emperor had already colluded with the Luo Cult. I feared a great disaster that would destroy the entire Su family. I couldn’t let my foolish loyalty wipe out our bloodline, so I went with the flow and sent you to Shaolin. Perhaps others didn’t know, but I knew your uncle was there. Without much prompting, he would have noticed.”
“Indeed…” Meng Qi had harbored suspicions ever since learning of the emperor’s collusion with the Luo Cult, and now it was finally confirmed. Closing his eyes, he felt the last physical restraint shatter, his body and mind merging into perfect harmony, his Primordial Spirit vibrant and unblemished—completely free of hidden ailments!
Su Li chuckled lowly: “I once wanted to be a devoted man, but ultimately couldn’t escape family responsibility; I wanted to bear the family’s rise and fall but ended up with internal strife and lost my title; I wanted to be loyal to the emperor for life, but thinking of his inaction regarding the Tianmen Sect’s destruction and secretly harming my son, I no longer have the heart to commit suicide. Life has brought me to this point, full of failures, truly lamentable…”
Meng Qi did not pick up the topic, his voice calm and peaceful: “Father, I want to send out many invitations, inviting people to a banquet tomorrow.”
“Huh?” Su Li turned around in surprise, his eyes slightly teary.
Hosting a banquet at this time?
With everyone in turmoil, how could he think of hosting a banquet?
Meng Qi calmly said: “A banquet like the Xingyun Feast.”
Su Li immediately understood, both surprised and delighted: “You want to create an opportunity to ascend in one step?”
He thought of He Jiu and Wang Siyuan’s case.
Meng Qi nodded slightly without saying more.
“Good, good! With you, this world is enough.” Su Li laughed heartily, looking extremely pleased.
What did ascending in one step mean?
As long as he didn’t perish, he would at least become a Zongshi!
And he would advance much faster than others, like Su Wuming, who advanced one level every year!
Su Li’s expression was full of comfort and emotion: “I’ll immediately send people to deliver the invitations.”
As for who to invite, with his experience, he wouldn’t make any mistakes.
Just as Meng Qi was about to leave the ancestral hall, Su Li softly said: “By the way, Zi Yue is not your real younger sister.”
“Huh?” Meng Qi was quite surprised.
“She is of the Tang Clan from Longjun.” Su Li sighed, “In the past, the Tang Clan was annihilated, and your mother was very sad. I took the opportunity of an official trip to the western provinces. Although I didn’t find your uncle, I discovered that someone from the Tang Clan’s direct line was not at the ancestral home at that time, thus escaping the catastrophe. However, in their worry and anxiety, Zi Yue’s parents’ health had already deteriorated, and she was still an infant. I brought her back and raised her under your mother’s name as a concubine daughter. At that time, you were very young, so you probably don’t remember this.”
Meng Qi felt quite comforted: “Master will be very happy.”
…
In the Jin Prince’s Mansion.
The Jin Prince, Bai Qigu, Yan Chong, and others looked at each other in silence, waiting for news from the Council of State, but the debate inside was endless, likely taking several days to reach a decision.
A servant brought invitations to Bai Qigu and Yan Chong.
“Why would Kuang Dao host a banquet at this critical moment?” Yan Chong frowned.
Bai Qigu’s eyes lit up: “You haven’t fought with Kuang Dao and don’t know his exact realm. This is imitating He Jiu, seeking an opportunity to ascend in one step. Could he want to challenge you and me together?”
“It should be challenging me and Cui Zhe, Wang Zai together, or having a life-and-death duel with you alone.” Yan Chong speculated on Meng Qi’s intentions.
Bai Qigu smiled: “Regardless of which, being able to fight someone who may ascend in one step is truly thrilling!”
At the Pingjin Marquis Mansion.
Cui Zhe of the Purple Extreme Sword looked at the invitation in his hand, smiling slightly, murmuring: “Kuang Dao intends to imitate He Jiu’s precedent.”
“The world is turbulent, and more and more people seek to ascend in one step.” Cui Qingyu was not a member of the Council of State and did not go to argue. He stayed at home, stroking his beard, filled with emotion.
When was the last time such a situation occurred?
It was the chaotic era of the Demon Buddha mentioned only in historical records!
Cui Zhe smiled: “Unfortunately, only my nephew, Yan Chong, and Wang Zai from the top ten in the Divine Capital are present, not matching the grandeur of the Xingyun Feast. The time is still too rushed, only inviting martial artists from the Divine Capital.”
“Even three working together is enough. Without a life-or-death battle, Kuang Dao is not as skilled in group fights as He Jiu.” Cui Qingyu accurately judged the martial arts characteristics of both sides, then comforted Cui Zhe: “There’s no need to insist on ascending in one step. Even Kong Wen, the divine monk of old, only reached half a step to perfection, yet still attained the Fa Shen body. Didn’t Lumei Villa’s Master Lu also achieve this?”
After speaking, he looked forward with anticipation: “I wonder how far Kuang Dao can go. Will he be like He Jiu and Wang Siyuan, or like the old Su Wuming who illuminated hundreds of miles…”
At the Huanhou Mansion.
Wang Zai read the invitation, showing contemplation: “Xiao Meng has finally come this far. He seemed close to a breakthrough at the Qionghua Banquet today. It’s time to give him a helping hand.”
At the Langya Marquis Mansion.
Ruan Yushu’s uncle played with the invitation, looking at Ruan Yushu’s gradually recovering complexion, feeling relieved: “Good, good. This child is truly outstanding. If he succeeds, becoming a Zongshi is within reach.”
Ruan Yushu chewed on a dragon fish, unable to speak, nodded slightly, slightly puzzled.
At the Guangling Marquis Mansion.
Wang Siyuan rubbed the embossed surface of the invitation, half-smiling, as if quite looking forward to it.
The Wei Prince’s Mansion and other clans also received invitations, mainly targeting those with nine orifices or above but below the Outer Manifestation realm. Naturally, Outer Manifestation experts were also invited to witness and prevent accidents.
The news swept through the entire Divine Capital like a whirlwind. The streets and alleys, still discussing the morning’s changes, were once again captured by this event.
Although the imperial change was intense, it mainly involved the clans, and there was no sign of losing control, seemingly unrelated to ordinary people. However, the matter of opening orifices might involve anyone someday!
For a time, discussions were rampant, all comparing this banquet to the Xingyun Feast.
“I heard Kuang Dao killed Fan Changmiao, no, Liu Mie Renmo. His momentum is strong now. He might truly ascend in one step!” someone sighed with emotion.
Others worried for Meng Qi: “The suitable experts this time are not as strong as at the Xingyun Feast. Perhaps Kuang Dao won’t face enough pressure to ascend in one step? At that time, He Jiu alone defeated the Buddha Heart Palm, the River of Blade Qi, the Green Lotus Gentleman, and Kuang Dao, four top ten experts on the ranking. Later, the Counting All Under Heaven and the Sword Fairy joined. Now, in the Divine Capital, including him, there are only four top ten experts. The difference is vast!”
“Right, and can the current ranking be compared to that time?” someone echoed.
“Yan Chong should be stronger than his former self, while Cui Zhe is roughly on par with the Buddha Heart Palm from the Feast of Xingyun. Wang Zai grows more powerful when facing stronger opponents and isn’t much different from the Qinglian Young Master back then. The combined efforts of Qi Zhengyan, the Descending Divine Demon, and the Cold Moon Zither Fairy could barely withstand the Mad Blade of that era. This aspect hasn’t changed much compared to the Feast of Xingyun. Only the later Suanjin Cangsheng and the current Peerless Sword Immortal have no equals in the Divine Capital. Could it be that they plan to rely on sheer numbers?” someone analyzed carefully.
“Perhaps, maybe they will challenge someone like Bai Qigu, who is close to the Perfect Half-Step?”
“How could that be possible? Even if the Mad Blade is formidable, it still can’t compare to the Perfect Half-Step—it lacks the necessary pressure or challenge. Didn’t He Jiu himself not dare to attempt it back then?”
“Perhaps the Mad Blade will take on ten opponents at once?”
The streets and alleys were filled with discussions, analyzing the challenges that might arise tomorrow. The atmosphere was intense and filled with excitement and anticipation.
In the courtyard of Meng Qi’s residence within the Divine Capital’s Marquis Mansion,
Su Zi Yue, having heard the news, excitedly came looking for Meng Qi: “Second Brother, you, you’re going to challenge the combined might of the human ranking experts tomorrow?”
“Who told you that?” Meng Qi sat on a stone bench, listening to the wind and admiring the moon, his smile warm.
Knowing that Su Zi Yue belonged to his master’s lineage and was, in a sense, his cousin, Meng Qi felt even closer to her.
Su Zi Yue blinked her eyes: “No one told me, but isn’t it quite natural? That’s how the Feast of Xingyun was…”
Her cheeks flushed red with excitement as she smiled: “Tomorrow, I’ll finally see my second brother display his might and ascend in one step!”
After a pause, she shyly asked: “Second Brother, am I disturbing you? You should harmonize your mind and nurture your spirit to prepare for tomorrow…”
“No worries, it won’t interfere much with what I need to do.” Meng Qi said with a smile.
Seeing her second brother’s assurance, Su Zi Yue felt relieved and curiously asked: “Second Brother, how confident are you about ascending in one step? How many experts do you plan to challenge tomorrow?”
Meng Qi lightly tapped the table, his mood relaxed and cheerful: “You know about the one-step ascension?”
“Of course,” Su Zi Yue thought Meng Qi was testing her. “It means opening the mysterious pass between the eyebrows, bridging the heavens and earth, and then immediately connecting the inner and outer worlds without stabilizing and adjusting first. Only those whose inner world is extremely close and harmonious with the corresponding heavenly principles can succeed. Because of this one-step ascension, one is envied by heaven and will face heavenly punishment.”
“Do you know what cultivation stage must be reached after opening the nine orifices to ascend in one step?” Meng Qi sipped his tea calmly, seemingly unconcerned about the challenge tomorrow, still in the mood to guide his younger sister.
Still young and not yet having opened her orifices, Su Zi Yue shook her head: “I don’t know.”
Meng Qi gently patted the stone table with his left hand: “After opening the nine orifices comes cultivating the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows. Without a good technique or breaking through hastily before reaching the harmony of heaven and man, one will be at the lowest level among the Half-Step External Scenery, with contradictions and repulsions between the inner and outer worlds, making it difficult to connect. The chances of reaching External Scenery are slim, so this is considered the worst or the inferior grade.”
“Right, I know this part.” Su Zi Yue nodded like a chick pecking grain. In the Divine Capital’s aristocratic families, young talents were required to reach at least the harmony of heaven and man before breaking through.
Meng Qi gazed at the cold bright moon and continued: “When the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is fully cultivated, one reaches the harmony of heaven and man. After stabilizing the realm, breaking through leads to the normal Half-Step External Scenery, or the middle grade. There are no contradictions or repulsions between the inner and outer worlds, but they are not close enough either. One must spend a lot of time adjusting and refining. Therefore, some can break through to External Scenery, while others cannot.”
When the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows is fully cultivated, one’s body and mind harmonize with heaven and earth, and the inner and outer worlds gradually merge, achieving the unity of heaven and humanity. Every movement exudes power approaching the ordinary Half-Step. When this state reaches its peak, a breakthrough leads to the Perfect Half-Step, wielding immense might. Moreover, one gains a subtle mastery over the principles of heaven and earth, making them exceptionally formidable, unmatched by ordinary Half-Step External Scenery experts. This is regarded as the superior grade, awaiting only the opportune moment for a natural breakthrough.
Su Zi Yue listened attentively without interrupting.
“When one attains the unity of heaven and man, if they can initially determine their suitable path, they can use this to adjust their inner world. Once the adjustment is complete and they return to simplicity, their inner state surpasses even that before the Perfect Half-Step breakthrough. Although the ability to connect with the power of heaven and earth is not as strong, and the mastery over its principles remains insufficient, this forms the foundation for ascending in a single step. A martial cultivator must aim high; even if one cannot ascend in one step, they should still take it as their ultimate goal.”
Moonlight poured down, bathing Meng Qi in a pure glow.
Her eyes shining with excitement, Su Zi Yue curiously asked: “Second Brother, have you already returned to simplicity?”
Meng Qi raised his teacup, took a sip, and smiled without answering.
The night breeze was cool, and the bright moon shone, as the Divine Capital, after a day of commotion, returned to peace.
Meng Qi was enjoying this tranquility.
…
The next day, within the Hall of State Affairs, Cui Yan, Wang Wenzhang, and others were still arguing. Zhao Jingshi, who had been guarding the imperial tombs the previous night, had returned to the capital and secretly visited places like the Langya Marquis Mansion and the Guangling Marquis Mansion. The Zhao family in the Divine Capital seemed to have lost their imperial dignity and had returned to the ranks of the top aristocratic families.
In a secluded courtyard, Gu Xiaosang, dressed in a plain white dress, looked up at the gradually rising sun, waiting for the affairs of the Divine Capital to settle. Her aura was ethereal, and her expression was serene.
Near the Su family’s secondary residence, many martial artists gathered. Although they couldn’t witness the grand event firsthand, they hoped to catch sight of any extraordinary phenomena associated with a one-step ascension.
“Ji Zi Sword Cui Zhe has arrived…”
“The Sword Qi River has come… and Bai Qigu too!”
“Wang Zai has arrived…”
“The Ruan family’s Zither Fairy has also arrived, along with the Minister of the Honglu Temple…”
Muffled exclamations seemed to be brewing an impending battle of dragons and tigers, a single dragon challenging many tigers!
Just thinking about it was enough to make one’s blood boil!
One by one, carriages stopped outside the secondary residence. Wang Zai, Cui Zhe, and others nodded to each other, each noticing the restrained aura of the others. Even though they were there to assist Meng Qi, they couldn’t afford to lose face during the fight.
Bai Qigu was eager to start and entered the secondary residence first.
The banquet venue was the martial arts hall of the secondary residence, which was very spacious, filled with tables, while Meng Qi sat high in the main seat, wearing a green robe, his demeanor open and his smile calm.
To avoid overshadowing Meng Qi’s momentum and affecting his breakthrough, Su Li and Su Yue did not make a public appearance. Instead, they remained in the background to provide covert support and prevent any unforeseen incidents.
Guests exchanged greetings and took their seats. Before long, everyone had arrived, and Yan Chong, Bai Qigu, Cui Zhe, and others all looked toward Meng Qi. It was time to begin.
Meng Qi smiled slightly: “Everyone, please be patient for a moment. First, enjoy the music and dance, and taste the wine.”
Hmm, this is different from the Feast of Xingyun… Everyone was surprised, but they thought perhaps it was just a different way of hosting guests, so they calmed down.
The music was lively, the dancing beautiful, the wine rich and sweet, but no one present had the mood to appreciate it.
After the performance ended, Meng Qi waved his hand and flicked his green robe.
Bai Qigu narrowed her eyes, sensing that the fierce battle was about to begin.
At this moment, Meng Qi was still sitting cross-legged, his posture relaxed, smiling: “This time, I invited all of you here not for a challenge or competition.”
“What?” Yan Chong, Wang Zai, Cui Zhe, and others were all astonished, not understanding, while Wang Siyuan rarely furrowed his brow, seemingly realizing something!
Meng Qi’s lips curled into a smile, slightly amused:
“It’s just to invite all of you to witness the ceremony.”
A ceremony? Wang Zai’s heart stirred. Before he could form a thought, he suddenly felt the surroundings plunge into darkness, so pitch black that he couldn’t even see his hand in front of his face.
The martial artists outside the secondary residence also couldn’t see anything around them.
“What?” Inside the Hall of State Affairs, the arguing officials simultaneously let out a soft exclamation of surprise as everything around them turned pitch black.
Gu Xiaosang, who had been gazing up at the sky with a plain face, her pupils filled with blackness, slightly changed her expression, whether in shock or surprise was unknown.
The sun vanished, and the entire Divine Capital was shrouded in darkness!
Suddenly, Wang Zai saw a “star” “leap” out from beside his hand, hot yet dazzling, like a pure and beautiful flower.
He looked around in confusion and saw stars rising in front of each guest and in various corners of the hall, pure and dreamlike, illuminating the darkness!
“What is this…” Wang Wenzhang and the other members of the Hall of State Affairs looked at the dazzling stars that had appeared, momentarily speechless.
Gu Xiaosang’s expression was slightly stunned as she reached out her hand to touch the brilliance not far above her head. Her slender fingers passed through, slightly feeling the heat, as if it was both illusory and real.
Wang Zai looked at Meng Qi in astonishment, only to see him exuding an almost External Scenery aura, his eyebrows slowly splitting open, dark and profound!
His inner world was almost at the External Scenery level and could have broken through long ago, but he had forcibly suppressed it?
Star after star emerged in the Divine Capital, like flowers blooming, shocking everyone and captivating their minds.
In a place to the northwest, within the Sword Washing Pavilion, suddenly a sword beam flew up, breaking through its constraints, illuminating for miles around. The surroundings were lonely and quiet, with only a few people witnessing it!
The hall was filled with flowers intoxicating three thousand guests, and a single sword’s frost chilled the fourteen states!
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