On the day of the Great Zhou Ancestor Sacrifice.
The Ninefold Ancient Bell rang out in succession from the depths of the Ancestral Temple. Its deep, majestic peals carried an ancient vastness that could subdue mountains and rivers, spreading throughout the Divine Capital.
When the first peal sounded, the skies over the Divine Capital were gloomy, the clouds heavy and oppressive. By the time the echoes of the ninth had faded, the Ji Clan's Immortal Venerables had forcibly cleansed the heavens with their supreme immortal power.
All the dark clouds scattered. Golden light pierced the skies and broke through the mist, leaving the heavens clear as though washed clean. Peaceful, auspicious signs abounded, displaying the imperial clan's immortal might in full.
Before the Ancestral Temple, nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tiers of white jade divine steps rose straight into the clouds. Ritual pillars stood like a forest on either side, ancient patterns flickering upon them. Dragon-script and phoenix seals, mountains and rivers, sun and moon, the origins and courses of ancestral veins-all had been refined into the pillars. As dawn shone upon them, ten thousand ancient divine inscriptions awakened together.
Before the Ancestral Temple, countless streams had already converged into the sea, with guests gathering from every direction. The visitors from every faction stood in their appointed places according to ritual protocol.
At the head of the eastern side were the seats of the Nine Heavens Divine Palaces. The Yun Clan occupied the foremost position, directly facing the Ancestral Temple's central axis and taking precedence over all other sects and aristocratic clans. Behind them came the various sacred lands, Cave Heavens, and powerful cultivators who had received invitations to witness the ceremony.
On the western side, everyone from the Great Zhou Ji Clan's main lineage had also arrived.
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