He had just finished speaking when the sky outside the Central Hall suddenly flickered. Streaks of light flew from the north to the south, trailing long tails of flames in the sky. To the south, five rosy glows leapt up, dyeing half of the sky red.
The rosy clouds slowly approached, revealing their true form—it was a cloud ship adorned with golden rosy clouds, with a pair of cloud-like wings on either side—breaking through layers of mist, with numerous silhouettes standing on top.
"Rosy Cloud Boat…"
Li Xizhi frowned as he glanced at the object, the token at his waist emitting light, with each character on it lighting up one by one. His expression turned solemn as he stared heavily at the sky.
As figures scattered from the Rosy Cloud Boat and numerous lights flew in from the north, Li Xizhi calmed his brothers and ascended in a rosy glow, surrounded by swirling clouds, until he was close to the cloud ship.
