(A beautiful picture of Zhu Zhuqing)
A deep rumble came from afar. It sounded less like thunder and more like something enormous sweeping through the depths of space.
The ground throughout the Divine Realm trembled faintly, and the glazed tiles atop the palaces rattled against one another.
Tang San paused midstep and turned toward the sound.
Then he froze.
An enormous island slowly emerged from the void at the edge of the Divine Realm, breaking through the clouds as it bore down on the realm.
The island floated in deep space, wreathed in faint golden mist. Through the mist, gnarled pines, towering boulders, cascading waterfalls, and flowing springs were faintly visible.
A magnificent palace stood at the island's very center, its halls imposing, its glazed tiles gleaming softly in the sunlight.
An enormous plaque hung above its entrance.
Every god witnessed the sight firsthand.
In the God Realm Committee's square, at the windows of palaces across the Divine Regions, and along the divine avenues, countless gazes rose in unison to settle on the enormous island slowly approaching.
It was like two planets brushing past one another. The island's immense shadow descended, darkening the sky over the entire Divine Realm.
Tang San had still been basking in the illusion that he stood at the highest point in the entire Divine Realm. The next moment, the enormous island hovered directly above it all.
The shadow beneath the island covered the God Realm Committee, the square, and the rooftop beneath his feet.
For an instant, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets.
His foot slipped, and he lost his balance on the rooftop, pitching downward.
He flipped one and a half times through the air before plunging headfirst into the freshly watered soil of the garden below.
A few seconds later, he