Since the day of its founding, Tianjing City had been hailed as "Ever-Unshaken"!
It was the most prosperous city since antiquity, and the most towering fortress in the vast Present World.
Like a heart, it pumped the blood of the Central Empire; like a banner, it flaunted the Central Empire's majesty.
In the 3,930 years since its establishment, no force had ever been able to shake it. The Gate of Ten Thousand Demons suppressed beneath it had fallen silent, while the Chan of greatest evil through all ages, sealed within it, had gradually faded into obscurity. At the center of All-Under-Heaven, the myriad lands came to pay homage.
But today, it shook!
It shook only three times, yet it nearly shook the hearts of everyone in the entire Central Hall!
What had happened?
Those arguing forgot to argue, those choosing sides forgot to choose sides, and even those watching the spectacle could no longer bear to watch.
The assembled high officials in the hall were all startled awake.
No matter how viciously they fought in ordinary times, once the great ship that was the Central Empire sank, everyone aboard would drown!
"My ministers need not be alarmed."
The Emperor's voice said, "What has indeed been shaken is this world—but not Tianjing City. It is this Sanqing Xuandu Supreme Palace."
Rumble, rumble, rumble!
The Great Jing Imperial Palace withdrew its restrictions on everyone.
The view beyond the Central Hall became clear.
Roaring currents of air drifted like tail feathers, while sinking cloudbanks seemed like mountains lying low. All the scenery below unfolded with perfect clarity.
Only then did the Tiandu officials realize that this most towering palace in the Present World had already risen into the high skies, ascending with the upward lift of the Great Jing Son of Heaven's gaze.