WHOOOOOOOOSH—HUMMMMMM!
Stepping straight through the five-hundred-mile spatial portal she had sliced open with her sword, Empress Luo Qingxue emerged high in the freezing, blizzard-choked stratosphere of Ice-Throne Star. The ancestral capital planet of the Eastern Frost-Sword Quadrant (3,000 Star Systems)—dragging a kicking, frozen-armed Patriarch Luo Wushuang by the collar like a wet sack of turnips!
And right behind Empress Luo Qingxue, sailing majestically out of the spatial portal on a golden river of cooking-smoke starlight, came the ten-acre [Galactic Flying Courtyard (Mobile Ancestral Homeland of the Immortal Gu Clan)]!
Towed behind the courtyard’s rear bumper on a long golden laundry rope clinked the Thirty-Six Giant Blue-Raspberry Elder Popsicles (Frost-Sword First Elder Luo Han and his thirty-five fellow mink-coat elders). Meanwhile, First Founder Gu Mu, the 36 newly promoted Rank 8 Early branch Star-Lords, 13 pink-aproned Galactic Envoys, and Sect Gambler Elder Qian’s live galaxy-wide broadcasting ship sailed in grand formation!
Wait—what did Ice-Throne Star look like as the [Galactic Flying Courtyard] emerged above its howling snowclouds?
It was a massive, hundred-thousand-mile-wide planet divided into two starkly cruel halves:
1. Hovering fifty miles above the planet’s equator was a pretentious. Ten-thousand-mile-wide [Solid-Diamond Floating Immortal Palace] heated to a tropical seventy-five degrees by thirty-six giant Geothermal Siphon Pipes that sucked every last drop of natural warmth out of the planet’s core.
