Chapter 839: Luo Su descended to the world
The great tides of All Under Heaven, long divided, must unite; long united, must divide. Weapons swept across its provinces and commanderies, soldiers in one nest, generals in another, with no telling armies from bandits. The Southern and Northern Dynasties had stood for some years when the Southern Dynasty sank into extravagance and decadence. Its princes fought and killed one another, one taking the stage as another finished his song, throwing the Court in Jianye into utter chaos.
After Murong Chui of the Northern Dynasty passed away, the New Emperor was murdered as imperial princes contested the throne. The warlords of Guanzhong and the great houses of the East of the Passes slaughtered one another until heaven and earth turned dark, casting aside the bonds of heaven, earth, and humanity like worn-out shoes.
The great houses of All Under Heaven trembled, shaking as they attended Court. These struggles at the top had not reached the common people, whose population recovered rapidly. With nine million households, it had almost reached the peak of the Han Dynasty's flourishing age under Xiaowen. All discerning people guessed that All Xia would welcome another golden age.
In the Void Heavenly Realm, time could not be counted. Beneath a sun of unknown origin, the Peach Blossoms Forest bloomed luxuriantly. Every petal of its countless blossoms was an accumulation of the Luo Clan's fortune over untold years, carrying a profound resonance.
Pink blossoms swayed gently in the breeze, giving off a faint fragrance. Ji Lingjun walked among them as petals fluttered through the air like butterflies, as though performing the graceful dances of the ancient Zhou State.
Divine light passed through the treetops, scattering dappled shadows beneath them. The towering Hall of Heroes stood among the trees, with high,