Qingyun, wake up.
Li Qingyun opened his eyes.
In the dragon's eye sockets, the tricolor purple, green, and gold merged into a triangle, swirling into starlight.
Then it slowly blinked, and the spinning tricolor pupil light faded away like foam, leaving only a gold snake-like pupil, contracting almost into a line.
Then the earthquake began.
Mountains trembled, earth cracked, rock layers and cliffs seemed to flow like rivers, and swirling dust rose like waves crashing upon the shore. Under the deep empty sky, mountains suspended in the vacuum began to collapse silently, cracking open.
At the peak, in a small temple, a deity lying in the shadow of the shrine stretched its muscles, slowly standing from the altar, moving into the flickering light, revealing its true visage.
