A flick of the finger, a hundred years.
Above the celestial vault, the cloud sea surged.
The entire void trembled layer by layer, tiny spatial cracks quietly spread, exuding a terrifying aura.
Buzz—!!
A speck of blazing cyan light suddenly exploded from nowhere, piercing through layers of the cloud sea, spreading into a ring of cyan that covered miles.
The cyan ring descended slowly from above, wherever it passed, the cloud sea automatically split and avoided, the fierce winds annihilated, the void returned to silence.
Accompanied by the fallen cyan light, a suspended divine hall imbued with the mysteries of the wind, vast and majestic, revealed its true form.
The hall's body circulated with countless cyan patterns, strands of wind entwined around the beams and columns, invisibly carrying an immense aura.
At the center of the hall, the Emperor Yu, seated high on the throne, slowly opened his eyes.
