Inside the Heavenly Court.
White Jade Capital in the Sky, Twelve Towers and Five Cities.
Though this verse revealed mortals' fantasies and yearnings for the Heavenly Court,
mortals' imagination was ultimately quite limited, and the poems they produced seemed overly restrained.
Here,
all manner of floating buildings could be seen everywhere.
There was even no shortage of vast architectural complexes as towering and majestic as mountain ranges.
At a glance, the layout of those areas somewhat resembled the Floating Cities of the Kingdom of Netheril, but the technology used here was obviously countless times more advanced. The difference was like clouds and mud.
Seated within a luxurious Dragon Chariot drawn by five Nine-Clawed Golden Dragons—a thing that, compared with a so-called vehicle, was really more like a building—
Orsaga watched the scenery constantly passing by and the Heavenly Court members whose expressions were thoroughly at ease.
He understood.
Just as the Tathagata Realm contained only one immense Buddhist kingdom,
the Heavenly Court was likewise a special world that had been separately transformed.
Within it,
every rule had been meticulously designed and arranged.
And compared with those supposedly resplendent palaces and jade pavilions,
the things of greater value here were actually the thick, snow-white clouds that appeared to be everywhere.
In Orsaga's eyes,
they contained not only numerous defensive and offensive formations, but also many spatial-temporal formations.
Presumably,
once activated,
they would produce phenomena such as "one day in Heaven, one year on Earth," or something similar.
After observing the outside scenery for quite some time,
Orsaga slowly turned his gaze toward the unknown being seated in the Dragon Chariot with him.
The other wore a faintly gentle smile, yet gave no impression of being fawning in the slightest. Orsaga calmly asked,
"How should I address you, sir?"
As he asked,