Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

Feng Jin looked at the fading fragments of memory and felt very sad.

"The proud people of Hui consider themselves the chosen ones and have long oppressed other tribes..."

"The persecuted Rain People resented the gods and secretly plotted a counterattack."

"However... those things are in the past now."

Feng Jin looked at Yan Huan and smiled:

"I believe that with our efforts, the world will become a better place!"

"No matter what era we live in, conflicts between people are destined to be difficult to resolve."

Having witnessed the actions of Katniss and the Cleansers, Kazemi could easily understand this history.

Perhaps... if we really want to end these conflicts, the world really needs a great dictator.

"If you ask me, the people of Hui are even more beastly."

Yan Huan thought:

"Even if Aegler really doesn't like cloudy days, that has nothing to do with any particular tribe."

"In my opinion, these are just excuses for them to unleash their malice."

"Feng Jin, did your elders say which tribe your family belongs to?"

“Uh… well…” Feng Jin looked at Yan Huan awkwardly.

"Huanbao, don't worry about these things."

"More than that, I'd like to know how the hero Seneos views the ancient feud between the People of Light and the People of Rain."

"Legend has it that the focus of writing is on her conquest of the gods, but the whereabouts of the sky people are left unclear."

"Perhaps, I can piece together the original appearance of history here."

"Do as you please," Yan Huan said, shrugging.

For him, the history of the Sky Clan was completely meaningless.

It was nothing more than arrogance and prejudice that ultimately led to this great disaster.

But as a candidate for the demigod of the sky, it's always right for Feng Jin to speculate on the thoughts of the suspected current Eger... that is, Seneus.

That way, when the other party poses questions or challenges, we'll be prepared to respond.

"But let's turn on the light first."

Yan Huan looked at the device not far away.

"Do you remember the spell the Rain People chanted? I felt it was for turning on the lights."

“Okay.” Feng Jin nodded, then slowly walked towards the device. “I’ve already memorized it. Leave it to me.”

She approached the device, placed her hand on the sensor ball, closed her eyes, and chanted:

"Wind, snow, rain, dawn..."

"In the name of the hundred eyes of the sky, I bestow celestial phenomena upon the world."

"From dawn till dusk, the stars shift and the constellations revolve, controlling the celestial phenomena—"

"Awaken, Celestial Mural!"

In an instant, the sphere at the center of the device burst forth with intense light, which converged into a beam of light and shot toward the celestial mural in the distance.

With its high energy output, the celestial mural lit up at an extremely fast speed, reflecting the golden clouds and its intense radiance.

"Wow, even turning on the light makes it so bright."

Yan Huan stared at the celestial mural, her gaze searching for Aigle's incarnation in the clouds.

One of the objects, which resembled an eyeball, caught his attention.

"Are those multicolored eyes Aigle's?"

"Their pupils are focused on us, so they're basically staring at us?"

“I remember that Rain People said that Aigle hates cloudy days, so why don’t we change this thing to cloudy days and see what happens?”

"Okay, sure." Feng Jin nodded and began operating the Celestial Painting.

"However... I have bad news, Huanbao."

"What bad news?" Yan Huan asked curiously.

"The Celestial Phenomenon Mural has lost its former function." Feng Jin turned back and said helplessly to Yan Huan:

"Even if we manipulate the celestial phenomena to create illusions like we are now, the daylight of Onphalus will never return."

"It can be said that no matter what we do, we cannot affect the external weather."

"Ohma's daytime still relies on the dawn machine on Kefal's back."

Feng Jin closed her eyes and tried to continue operating the device, but found that it seemed to have lost power.

"It seems we... need to find another armillary sphere..."

"This armillary sphere is no longer working."

She stepped back and looked around the now-lit hall.

"Hey, I've got it."

"I'm familiar with that disc-shaped instrument over there."

Feng Jin pointed to the instruments in the distance and said to Yan Huan:

“That’s the West Wind Compass from the Dim Garden. We can use it to create a miniature rainbow bridge for people to walk on.”

"Perhaps we can use it to travel to other areas of the Eye of Dawn and Dusk."

"A lewd rainbow bridge?" Yan Huan frowned. "What a twisted name. The Sky People are definitely no good!"

"It's a miniature rainbow bridge!" Feng Jin said, somewhat speechless.

"The technology passed down from the golden age can actually help us now."

"Let's go, leave the debugging and calibration work to me."

As Yan Huan reached the edge of the platform, she noticed that the scene below had become clearer under the light of the Celestial Painting Wall.

"Huh? What is that?"

Yan Huan looked down at the platform and saw that the river was golden.

Unlike the golden bathwater in the Golden Bath, the liquid here looks like real gold!

“The scalding golden pool is said to be the divine energy that powers the Eyes of Dawn and Dusk,” Feng Jin explained to Yan Huan.

"Looking at it this way, the Eye of Dawn and Dusk still has a lot of energy left. If we can repair the devices in various areas of the fortress, it might actually be able to be used by us."

Chapter 1457 Let Me Milk

"Huanbao, we have to be careful, or we'll be doomed if we fall."

Arriving at the instrument called the [West Wind Compass], Kaze Sumire began to study it.

"Hmm... the mechanism structure is somewhat different from that used in the dimly lit courtyard."

"Well, it's more complicated than I thought."

"Do you know how to do it?" Yan Huan asked.

"It might take a little while... but I should be able to manage."

Yan Huan squatted to the side, waiting for Feng Jin to adjust the equipment.

During this process, the golden liquid below the platform flows slowly.

"Tell me, how hot is the liquid gold down there?" Yan Huan asked Mimi beside her.

"I don't know, why don't you go down and try?" Mimi said.

“Actually, I’ve always had a question.” Yan Huan stood up and stared at the golden pool below.

"There aren't even any railings here. Didn't any of the Sky People fall off here before?"

"Or are you saying that even if they fall, those people will be fine?"

"...Something's bound to happen!" Mimi thought to herself.

"According to other people's observations, this place used to be a restricted area, and people without sufficient authority could not enter."

"Just like the primordial vortex of Ohm, only the Golden Blood are allowed to enter."

"Think about it, the platform around the center of the cosmic vortex doesn't have any railings either, so aren't people afraid of falling into the spiritual water below the cliff?"

“This is different, isn’t it…” Yan Huan squinted her eyes.

The Vortex of Creation is the sacred ground of the Golden Clan. Who are the Golden Clan? They are practically superhuman.

Aside from someone like Bai E who has no knees and avoids even the slightest bumps... how could anyone fall off?

"In short, the design here is flawed," Yan Huan commented, arms crossed.

"It's alright for adults, but it's dangerous for kids to chase and fight like that."

"Ordinary cliffs are fine, but you might even find a martial arts manual or something if you fall down."

"But there's scalding hot gold flowing down there; if you fall in, you're basically going to die."

At the same time, Feng Jin called out to the two of them from behind:

"Stop talking, the Rainbow Bridge has appeared!"

"Hmm?" Yan Huan turned around and found that the equipment had indeed been adjusted and the rainbow bridge had been set up.

There seems to be something ominous about that bridge.

"So could you tell me what that mosquito floating on the bridge is?"

“It looks like a winged Pegasus,” Feng Jin said seriously.