Heavenly Tribulation, the Main Hall.
Xu Xuan sat meditating with his eyes closed, his mind withdrawn into his inner scenery as though he slept. Countless silver gleams darted around him like swimming fish, and the Cloud-Mountain Splendor Sea outside the hall trembled in response.
Within his inner scenery.
Thunderclouds piled up across the sky like mountains. Silver lightning threaded through them like dragons and serpents, and rolling thunder filled the realm. At the center of the heavens hung an ancient, majestic Mysterious Capital Thunder City.
The city spanned nearly a hundred zhang, its high walls seemingly cast from dark iron. Lightning slurry cascaded down them like waterfalls, splashing ten thousand streams of light across the clouds. Thirty-six Heaven-Pillars stood within, bearing nine tiers of celestial palaces. Heavenly Soldiers, immortal generals, judges, and envoys abounded there, while the Ink Qilin stood atop the city as though treading upon the heavens.
Heavenly laws manifested around the city. A black-and-white tribulation pool hung high in the sky, while the Immortal Executioner on the execution platform below overflowed with murderous intent, linked to countless strands of tribulation light.
Above the thunderclouds, two figures stood side by side.
"[Drought lies subdued in the Baleful Abyss; five-thunder mystic radiance shines. Lesser Yang's wood flourishes; Greater Yin's cold waxes. Thus the dim depths take shape, and Ren Water is sought anew.]"
Tiantuo stood with his hands behind his back, Jin's eyes blazing. A trace of wistfulness colored his voice as he turned toward Xu Xuan.
"I fear we cannot put complete faith in this Immortal Prophecy."
Xu Xuan had already told Tiantuo everything he had encountered over the years. This Immortal Prophecy was the first thing the old demon had focused on.
"Though he was an Immortal's incarnation, his original self has departed, while true Immortals remain