The East Sea stretched boundlessly, its misty waves meeting the sky, its jade-green waves rolling in layer upon layer. The sea breeze brushed gently past, the sound of the tide murmured low, and all living things rested in peace. It was truly one of the few serene, blessed lands in the Three Realms.
Suddenly, a beam of golden light split open the Heavenly Vault. A rainbow stretched out like a bridge, auspicious mists billowed like a curtain, and clouds surged like waves. A magnificent carriage wreathed in five-colored radiance slowly descended from the Ninth Heaven. The clear cry of a phoenix rang out as Golden Boy and Jade Maiden stood solemnly on either side, while an immortal consort held a silk fan and Yellow Turban Warriors guarded the carriage with halberds. A brocade screen stretched across the carriage, with rosy clouds swirling like mist. It was Empress Nuwa's Imperial Carriage, and it descended straight onto Taichu Immortal Island in the East Sea.
The main hall was deep and dim. Su Yang sat upright on a Cloud Bed, golden light shimmering around him as glazed-colored spiritual radiance flowed and flickered like water. In his palm rested a slightly damaged jade disc. Wisps of hazy, rosy aura rose slowly from it, while Great Dao Inscriptions danced like butterflies before vanishing into the void without a trace.
Su Yang's eyes suddenly opened, and three feet of azure radiance shot through the air and pierced the vast heavens. His lips parted slightly, and he exhaled softly. Then he raised his slender, jade-white right hand and lightly tapped the void with his index finger. In an instant, the hall blazed with light, sweeping away all gloom, while the surrounding restrictions melted like ice and snow. The palace doors creaked open, and a wisp of finger