The world shook. The vast iron city seemed to be stifled. Water rippled across the land and an illusory moon rose up.
Alarms rang throughout the Central Church. The sudden burst of aether released enough danger signals, frightening the surveillance musicians. They looked up in shock and studied the starry sky above them that represented the Sacred City. Amongst the glittering stars, there was a shocking white space.
There was nothing there but it glowed hotly.
"What is that?"
"Why is it blessed by the Bell Tower?"
"It was a request from the Silent Authority one hour ago! Wait…" The worker in charge of recording froze and looked up blankly. "The blessed is…Ye Qingxuan?"
Ye Qingxuan? Who was Ye Qingxuan?
Everyone sank into confusion. This was beyond the range of a grandmaster. The aether waves were practically into the scepter territory…Which school's representative had stepped out? The name sounded like an Easterner.