C189 (1/2)

Ze Tian Ji Mao Ni - 猫腻 32000K 2022-07-20

The steps were level and wide, with sraved upon them, these weren’t patterns, they were only for the purpose of avoiding slipping Though the stone steps were long, the sides didn’t have any railings or ropes, akin to arriving at a deep abyss

Yet walking upon them, it was very stable, as if one would never err in their steps, perhaps, this was intended as guidance and protection for later generations, froo

Staring at the never-ending stone steps, they still had to have aquietly and cal period of tiht sky

At the end of the steps was a flat space, in the centre was a pavilion constructed of wooden bea covered an extre far away froround and humanity, it appeared extremely lonely

Staring into the far away dusk; within what could be sighted, only the Platforendary Lu as if they were lamps

Within the entirety of the Imperial Palace, or even the entire Capital, apart frohest, being able to see all the streets and alleys of the Capital; at tiood, it was even possible to see the faraway Ba Willow, but Chen Chang Sheng did not observe and appreciate the faraway surroundings, that’s because it was currently deep into the night and it was not possible to see features on the ground clearly, more i the view

After his gaze was retracted from the Platform of Sweetdew, it fell upon the solitary structure and didn’t shi+ft, his expression didn’t change, yet the emotion in his heart had already started to become tumultuous

Froe to the Capital; thousands upon thousands of storms

He had finally arrived before the Pavilion of Ascending Mist

The Pavilion of Ascending Mist didn’t have a name plate, didn’t have any lanterns, neither were there any splendid decorations All it had were beareen stone walls that carried a natural sense of austerity Not a single ray of light,it appear all the more silent

The entrance also did not have a lock, as if all one had to was to push and it would open

Chen Chang Sheng stood before the doors, re his nerves andhad become absolutely stable that he finally raised his hands and placed thehtly pushed forwards

There wasn’t any creaking, s upon water The Pavilion of Ascending Mist’s doors slowly opened, a ray of light gushed out fro,upon his body and clearly illu his face that had been mildly startled

The light that spilled out fro his still slightly young looking face to the point ofit resemble jade; due to this, his brows appeared all the darker, heavily rese lines of ink drawn from a brush

Chen Chang Sheng couldn’t understand Why was it so bright within, with so ht? Why couldn’t any of it be seen from outside previously? Could it be, that all those s are fake?

While thinking of these things, he actions did not become slow; the doors were opened to about a foot wide, he raised his foot and crossed the doorsill, entering, entering the Pavilion of Ascending Mist

As his left foot had just touched the floor, the doors once again closed behind him He involuntarily turned his head around to look, after seeing the tightly closed doors he becauely deduce that he was now the saht that ithin the pavilion, in that it was also no longer possible for anyone outside to see him

Looking at this from a different perspective, from the moment he pushed open those doors and entered the pavilion, he had been separated from the real world

That thought only took aforwards, all he saas a glow of splendour

Within the Pavilion of Ascending Mist, there were no lights, neither were there tallow candles or Luminous Pearls If those doors and s had some sort of array on them that could completely block out the sun, wind and sound, then at this very ht that had previously leaked out of the door, where had it come from?

He closed his eyes, heading towards that blazing white light, due to the light being too piercing, he couldn’t see clearly as to as inside, neither could he see the overn towards the fla able to rely upon theforwards

Yet, he had only stepped forwards a single step, and was forced to stop

This was because he felt an extre presence, the presence cale ray of light; that presence was austere, holy, bloody and tyrannical, having countless different characteristics, yet they all had a coinably powerful