Beyond the heavens.
Boundless Li fire mingled with lightning, shifting into all manner of Profound Radiance born of thunder and flame.
Elsewhere, water vapor billowed and verdant light flickered, forming a vision of a hundred rivers returning to the sea.
Fang Qing wore the robes of a True Lord. Profound Radiance of every hue rolled across his body and spread outward like ripples.
Had this happened in the Spirit Realm, or even in a world of the Breath-Nourishing Dao, it would have stirred celestial portents and upheavals of thunder and flame...
But beyond the heavens, it passed in silence, without the slightest effect.
A long while later...
He pressed down his crown. The thunder and flame gradually subsided, leaving only a shimmer of waterlight flowing over his body.
"The tribulation of taking a seat has finally passed..."
Fang Qing let out a long breath.
When a Golden Core True Lord ascended to a Golden Seat, he inevitably had to bear the boundless, vast power accumulated within it from antiquity to the present, along with the many influences his predecessors had left behind...
Take [Winnowing Basket Water], for example!
Within the [Winnowing Basket Water] Vacant Position, he had encountered not only sweet rain, spring water, and Xun Wind... but also the imprints and wills left by former True Lords.
If Water Virtue had ever produced a [Year Guardian], even the remnants of that [Year Guardian]'s spirit might remain.
All of it became a torrent of information. Under its onslaught, the humanity a True Lord had amassed over his brief life in the Purple Mansion could not possibly withstand it. Divinity would overwhelm humanity, leaving him increasingly detached, or even turning him into someone else...
But Fang Qing was different!
With the Dao-Born Pearl, he had sealed off the Golden Seats at