Crack, crack——
The heavenly dome reached vast heights, black clouds piled high, streaming downwards.
Majestic spring thunder rolled rapidly between the oppressive black clouds, rampaging as if an electric grid burst in a tangled mesh.
Pomegranate-sized raindrops, pattered down from the high skies, constantly enlarging in human pupils, finally smashed onto the ground, shattering into pieces.
The Emperor stood in the Divine Capital's First City, within the Dajing Palace's Divine Palace.
The bright yellow robe flew amidst the storm, its flapping fabric cracked the air apart.
On his face, divinity and qi-blood quickly gathered and interwove, and the aura around him became incomparably majestic and powerful.
And the entire First City of the Divine Capital seemed to awaken at this moment, thick fog slowly spread and rose from the white jade floor tiles, but just as it rose, it was siphoned away by the grand formation inscribed on the city's surrounding walls.
