Night lay hazy beneath the blood moon hanging high.
On the jade steps, the immortals each displayed their abilities. Brilliant colors filled the air as astonishing visions emerged one after another.
Su Lingshu turned her head toward that enormous figure.
He was affecting her. The Immortal Ascension Road beneath her feet trembled, making even her own visions shake.
She badly wanted to say, Call you big, and you really do get big!
Clad in the Dragon Robe and wearing the Crown Bead Curtain, Qin Ming exuded an inviolable imperial majesty. He seemed to wade through a brilliant sea of stars, his presence swallowing the world.
When that "massive physique" drew level with Su Lingshu, he did not encroach on her space, but he made her look far too tiny.
Su Lingshu trod on flowers of Great Dao, each step blooming and vanishing as she shot toward the night sky, transcendent and ethereal. Yet viewed from afar, she looked as though she were flying beneath a giant's sole.
Naturally, she was deeply displeased, fire blazing in her eyes.
At the end of the Immortal Ascension Road, pavilions dotted a landscape of immortal splendor, with auspicious birds circling overhead. The young men and women drinking tea there, however, were no longer quite so detached.
They all frowned slightly. Someone was actually looking down on them.
That enormous head rose from below the jade stairway, gradually surpassing their elevation. His profound eyes held suns and moons, with stars revolving within them.
Normally, apart from their elders, before whom they would bow, they stood aloof above everyone else. High in the clouds, they gazed down upon the masses.
Today, everything had been reversed. Someone was studying them from their customary vantage point.
A young man set down his teacup and said, "Brother, your head