The night was as dark as ink.
The fragmented snow rustled down, surrounding silence broken only by the occasional sound of snow pressing and snapping branches.
In the darkness.
Suddenly, a pair of fiery eyes appeared.
In an instant, heaven and earth cleared bright.
Where the gaze reached, nothing could hide.
He saw countless flowing energy between heaven and earth.
Saw a golden dragon hovering above the Imperial Palace.
Above the golden dragon, blood-red mist surged and descended.
"Is this..." Jiang Ning's gaze suddenly tightened.
"The manifestation of imperial fortune and disaster?" he murmured thoughtfully.
A moment later, he closed his eyes, opening them again to find the blazing flames had vanished, his eyes restored to normal.
"Trait level increased; the effects of the Fire Eye indeed enhanced, allowing me to see more forms of energy; its ability to see through illusions has surely heightened too!" He nodded slightly.
His gaze again fell on the panel.
