Ten thousand years of mystic ice like carved jade, her body became Kunlun, standing in Heaven's heart;
Nine winding water veins like constellations, the Eight Wilds reflected the moon, and Yaochi reigned supreme;
Buzhou Mountain's fire mingled with golden stamens, frost-bright jade trees adorned her jasper tresses;
Upon her head she wore the myriad-phenomena heaven-honoring crown, upon her body the primal chaos golden-threaded cape;
Golden light shimmered, treasure-vase qi rippled, the Dao Mother of the Three Origins returned to Kunlun;
Here was where the dark-yellow mandate was bestowed, the true sage revered by the jeweled garlands of all spirits.
The Western-Ruling Yaochi Queen Mother Emperor, the Xuanmen's most holy Golden Mother Primordial Lord—when Qing Yan truly stood before this figure and understood what it meant to be the Primordial Lord Dao Mother who nurtured all things with grace, she had already gone to her knees.
"This time, this little demon has come to pay respects to the Primordial Lord. By order of my clan chief, I have specially brought three thousand humble gifts, in gratitude for the Primordial Lord's sheltering grace."
As she spoke, Qing Yan took a gift list from her sleeve.
A maid at the side took the gift list and delivered it before Golden Mother Primordial Lord.
Upon the cloud couch, Golden Mother Primordial Lord, draped in a primal chaos golden-threaded phoenix-cloud cape, with jeweled garlands of all spirits swaying around her and auspicious qi and rosy light wreathed in mist, first glanced at the gift list, then could not help letting out a soft laugh.
"Heh."
It was only a soft laugh, and clearly she had made no movement at all, yet Qing Yan seemed to sense boundless pressure crashing down over her from every direction, as if a divine Kunlun mountain had been pressed onto