Solar... Mad Sun!

Once [Pleiades Sun] emerged, heaven and earth changed color.

Yet the first to sense the change were not cultivators, but the ignorant plants and beasts of the mortal world.

A hibernating snake gently turned over deep within a cave several zhang below ground, a thread of gold showing beneath its eyelids. Grass seeds buried beneath the frozen earth for an entire season abruptly swelled, their tender shoots breaking free of their husks, pushing aside the stones crushing them as they strained desperately toward that warmth piercing through the soil.

The lingering snow on withered branches melted soundlessly, becoming droplets that slid down cracked bark and fell upon newborn moss. The ant colony lying dormant beneath the old locust tree's roots poured out in full force, following that long-lost sunlight as they crawled toward the crown.

This was no ordinary spring warmth.

"Life" had been given a new definition.

In Chang'an City, a steamed flatbread vendor setting out his stall at dawn had just lifted the steamer lid when the suddenly appearing rosy light on the horizon made him squint.

That radiance was not the ordinary orange-red of morning clouds, but an intense, pure crimson gold, as though someone had poured a furnaceful of molten red gold across the eastern horizon, where it slowly flowed and soaked into every inch of cloud.

Pedestrians in the streets stopped and looked up. Children tugged at their mothers' clothes and pointed toward the horizon. Old folk stood outside their doorsteps with canes in hand, the light reflected brightly in their clouded eyes.

But in the cultivators' perception, the impact of this change ran far deeper than what mortals could see.

The Spiritual Essence between heaven and earth was undergoing a qualitative transformation. More active and blazing yang-aspected Spiritual Essence began to circulate throughout the