Though countless immortals and Buddhas did not understand what was happening, their hearts trembled faintly as they secretly speculated—this anomaly was likely three parts more perilous than the calamities of old. After all, a summons personally issued by the Sages had only ever appeared in the primordial world when heaven and earth were collapsing and the Great Dao was overturning.
Within Huoyun Cave, cloud waves surged in eight directions and mist rolled in four; ancient pines twisted like dragons, while emerald cypresses rose slender as swords. Along the way, one could only see: Lotus Peak rearing like a soaring flood dragon, Purple Canopy Ridge as sheer as a cleaved mountain; hundreds of herbs bearing fragrance that seeped into the lungs and viscera, pill furnaces spitting fog that drew the cries of cranes; the Jade Void Divine Seal hidden atop the peaks, the Zhu Lu Spirit Terrace concealed beneath the cliffs.
Emperor Shun had left behind jade slips during his royal tours, while King Yu had prayed to heaven and forged golden books; the upturned eaves of pavilions clasped Azure Luans, and winding corridors around terraces locked in purple mist.
The earth set strange peaks to anchor the universe, while heaven opened blessed lands that connected to the Three Pure Ones; several branches of cold plum blossoms broke through the frost in bloom, and undying jade grass blanketed the mountains, unfurling beneath the rosy clouds. Dragons lurked in shadowed ravines, exhaling cloud qi; tigers crouched upon perilous cliffs, drawing in their majestic radiance. Dark crows murmured beneath the forest canopy, and tame deer strolled slowly close to human robes.
White cranes perched in pines alongside the shadows of clouds, while Azure Luans spread their wings and cried toward the sun; Huoyun Cave was truly a realm of immortal wonder, and within