The Changming Heaven-Pool was magnificent. It connected to the vast Qingming cosmos above and reached the Cave Mansions of the eight peaks, second only to Qian Peak where the Sect Leader resided. It was truly befitting its status as the palace of the Daoist.
At the summit of the highest main peak, a dense grand array of restrictive spells was laid out. It drew in an endless tide of the purest True Essence, which surged like the waves of a vast, boundless ocean. When calm, the surface was like a jeweled mirror, reflecting the constellations in the sky and the shifting clouds—a scene of utmost magnificence.
The surrounding peaks, both large and small, were covered in wondrous herbs and flowers. Ancient pines and hoary trees with gnarled, Qiu-like branches formed a canopy. Spirit cranes danced among them, their cries clear and bright. Auspicious mists rose like white silk hanging from the sky.
