The sky ceiling above the Conferred Megacity didn’t merely open. It was cut by an invisible sky blade spanning one thousand miles from east to west.
The purple evening twilight was instantly banished. From the stratosphere, an ocean of golden clouds parted like curtains drawn across a cosmic tiered arena. It showed a rig so huge, so majestic, that every living creature across nine provinces felt the breath crushed from their lungs.
Dropping through the golden clouds was a ten-thousand-foot sky warship.
The Heavenly Sage Void-Galleon.
Carved from a single, contiguous asteroid of pure First Epoch white astral jade, the huge vessel spanned nearly two miles in length. Its hull was etched with millions of ancient sky runes that burned with blinding solar fire, streaming the crushing, terrifying spiritual pressure of 7-Star and 8-Star Grand Sages! Suspended above its sweeping multi-tiered decks were three huge sails formed from woven astral silk and crystal-hardened sunlight, flapping silently in the upper sky winds.
The sheer mass of the vessel distorted the surrounding air currents. As it dropped, the surrounding spiritual pressure was so huge that standing water inside teacups across the entire capital froze into glassy, motionless stillness, unable to ripple even when tapped with a brass spoon.
