The moon hung high, its light like water, making the Great Wasteland seem enveloped in darkness. Yet deep within the Cloud Sea Plateau, a different scene was unfolding.
The clusters of invisible clouds during the day were now emitting a soft radiance, transforming this landscape of the Cloud Sea Plateau into a site of luminous beauty, although the brightness could not rival the midday sun.
In the center of the sea of clouds, seven figures reformed, still in the same positions as during daylight, each perfectly still as if sculpted from stone.
It seemed their dispute over the Gu Yuan Clan's proposal to establish a new tribe had not yet resulted in a unified resolution, resulting in a deadlock.