Zhu You stood there, letting out a soft sigh. Then he suddenly asked, "When I look at the golden flames, what do you think I am looking at?"
"Mountain and Sea? The human world?"
"Or that so-called enemy of my 'present'... that is taking shape?"
Yan Sheng, dazed within the Sun Palace, suddenly felt something indescribable—Zhu You's question seemed not only directed at Huang Weizhen, nor was it only a question for himself.
But whom else was he asking?
Yan Sheng strained to look ahead. All he saw was Zhu You's back filling the palace gates, the golden flames ebbing in the distance, the strange beasts leaping from those flames, and the Mountain and Sea Dao Lord who could not be concealed...
Huang Weizhen came drifting forward, robes fluttering.
He neither puzzled nor pondered. He merely raised the tattered robe-scroll in his hand, as though lifting the afterglow of a great empire. He gave a quiet laugh. "What you are looking at, whom you count as your enemy... what does that have to do with me? What you must face now is me, Huang Weizhen—you must understand me!"
The tattered robe he held aloft gave voice to an old cry once more—"Yu Gui walks heaven, enter my Sun Palace!"
That cry Song Huai had given when he charged toward Eternal in life!
At the crucial moment of his ascent, "Yu Gui" had been taken away by Wu Zhaixue. The Ghost Path had unexpectedly become empty, leaving him unable to advance. Yet now, all the power of that Ghost Path had fallen into Huang Weizhen's hands.
Song Huai's Celestial Path returned to Penglai; Song Huai's Ghost Path... fell to Mountain and Sea.
The sentient Mountain and Sea beasts had already surrounded the Sun Palace. Dragons roared and tigers howled; phoenixes sang