Chapter Eighty-Nine: City of the Gods (Part Two)

Legend of the Divine Clan in the Primordial Era Sword Wasteland 2951 words 2026-03-04 21:55:13

Night, Northern Wastes, Northern Sea, above the nine heavens.

Thirteen golden pillars of light pierced sky and earth, reaching up to the highest heavens and down to the depths of the Northern Sea, like thirteen celestial columns radiating endless divine brilliance across the wilderness. Nanluo and the gods each stood within one of the thirteen golden beams, imposing and unassailable, resembling thirteen suns emitting infinite light and heat.

The thirteen pillars, centered on Nanluo, formed a twelve-pointed star array, enveloping the vast night sky.

At midnight, the silver lunar star moved to the zenith, suddenly bursting forth with its most powerful radiance of the day. Its argent light, like a magnificent galaxy, poured down endless lunar power onto the primordial land.

As the lunar star reached its apex, the myriad celestial bodies joined in, shining brightly and casting their own starlight upon the earth below. Yet, compared to the tangible lunar brilliance, the starlight of the surrounding constellations appeared ethereal, as faint as mist.

Nanluo gazed upon the blazing lunar river and the celestial stars, his expression tranquil, neither joyful nor sorrowful, his golden eyes deepening. Majestically, he commanded, "Begin the formation!"

Boom! Boom!

Three hundred and sixty-five stellar banners unfurled, radiating boundless golden light, surging forth with a thunderous roar. Each banner corresponded to one of the three hundred and sixty-five principal stars in the celestial river, arranged around the thirteen golden pillars.

"Star of Destiny, descend!"

Divine Lord Miaoyan looked at the banner of destiny before her, extending a flawless white hand, sending a golden beam into it. The destiny banner, infused with divine power, shone with golden radiance, and the golden star upon its fabric broke free, soaring towards the heavens.

"Star of Devouring, descend!" "Star of the Literary Path, descend!" "Star of the Martial Path, descend!" "Star of Time, descend!" "Star of Dreams, descend!"

The gods, in unison, poured their divine power into their respective stellar banners, activating the projections of the stars' original power.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Twelve projections of stars, bursting with endless golden light, broke free from their banners, shooting skyward and releasing powerful waves of stellar energy.

Sensing these twelve projections, the corresponding twelve ancient principal stars in the celestial river were drawn, unleashing incomparable starlight that streamed down onto the projections above the Northern Sea.

From afar, twelve dazzling columns of starlight—golden, red, white, and more—descended from the heavens onto the Northern Sea, like a breathtaking meteor shower.

Boom!

The twelve ancient stars enveloped their projections, gradually merging their stellar power.

Blessed by this starlight, each projection began to shine with its own brilliance, like twelve miniature stars spinning ceaselessly.

Nanluo, seeing the twelve projections perfectly infused with stellar power, finally relaxed.

The first step—invoking the power of the twelve stars—was completed.

Next came the second step: using the twelve principal stars to ignite the myriad celestial bodies.

Three hundred and sixty-five banners, apart from the sun, moon, and twelve principal stars, manifested their own projections, ready to receive their respective starlight.

Over three hundred projections gleamed with divine gold, forming a miniature star domain, mysterious and mighty.

With the twelve principal stars guiding, the remaining projections smoothly received their stellar power.

Hundreds of beams of starlight, each unique in hue, descended onto their respective projections, like stars falling in a cosmic cascade.

The second step—summoning the power of the celestial bodies—was completed.

Now came the third, most crucial step: invoking the power of the lunar star.

Only the two supreme stars—the sun and the lunar star—could ensure the completion of the grand celestial formation.

Nanluo gazed upward at the brilliant lunar star, his divine sense stirring. The silver moon on the moon banner broke free, soared skyward, and radiated dazzling light.

As the silver moon projection ascended to the heavens, the lunar star above seemed to respond, its halo trembling, its silver glow intensifying.

Boom!

In a single breath, the prepared lunar star erupted with overwhelming brilliance, dyeing the night sky silver and pouring an endless torrent of lunar power onto the silver moon projection below.

The twelve pillars from the principal stars were no wider than a hundred yards, yet the supreme lunar star's column was a vast river, spanning ten thousand yards.

Such was the might of the supreme lunar star.

This was why Nanluo chose to personally receive its power.

The gods could only invoke stellar power if they could withstand its cleansing force.

Otherwise, attempting to force the power would result in their destruction.

Yet the lunar star was terrifyingly potent, especially at night when its radiance peaked. Only Nanluo could endure its boundless force.

As the lunar river entered the silver moon projection, Nanluo felt an unimaginably cold power surging into his divine body.

Clang, clang, clang.

The infinite lunar force transformed into ice, instantly freezing the Divine Armor upon Nanluo and spreading toward his body.

"What a domineering lunar power!" Nanluo, watching the lunar ice encasing him, showed no concern.

In truth, Nanluo intended to use this force to temper his divine body.

It was known that both solar and lunar powers were supreme for body refinement—in this era where stars seldom shone, these forces were especially precious.

Tonight, such vast lunar power was a rarity, perhaps seen once in a million years.

Nanluo, ever in pursuit of ultimate strength, would not let this opportunity pass.

Once the lunar ice completely froze him, Nanluo, sensing the power within his blood, contentedly used his divine sense to commune with the Hall of Gods.

Bang!

Encased in lunar ice, Nanluo's body flashed with golden light, unleashing immense divine power.

Harnessing the primordial Hall of Gods, Nanluo effortlessly shattered the ice, slowly refining the lunar force within his blood.

By now, the silver moon projection had fully absorbed the lunar star's power, becoming a true silver moon, surrounded by stars, forming the celestial tableau.

The third step—invoking lunar power—was completed.

Next came the fourth step: reversing heaven and earth, creating the cosmic star domain.

"Grand Celestial Formation!" Nanluo suddenly roared, his divine sense communicating with the three hundred and sixty-five projections.

They began moving according to profound patterns, releasing endless stellar power.

Thunderous roars echoed as the formation activated, transforming the night sky from golden brilliance to a dazzling cosmic star domain.

In the darkness, the three hundred and sixty-five stars moved along mysterious pathways, shining with resplendent light—the cosmic star domain.

Gazing upon its deep beauty, Nanluo and the gods smiled in unison.

The domain was complete; now, the City of Gods would emerge.

"City of Gods, appear!"

Nanluo and the gods cried out together, radiating infinite golden light.

With their majestic voices, the endless stars shone together.

Within this brilliance, a magnificent city—spanning millions of miles in breadth and height—gradually took shape.

Xuanwu City, Xuanwu Hall.

Xuantian Wu, Xuantian Ji, Divine Lord Tianyu, Divine Lord Tianshi, Divine Lord Tiansu—all stood outside the hall, their gazes complex as they watched the transformation of the northern night sky and the city forming from the endless starlight.

"Who would have thought! Nanluo is using the power of the stars to create the City of Gods. Such audacity, such skill," Xuantian Wu sighed inwardly.

That night, all living beings across the wilderness—from the eastern Dragon clan, southern Phoenix clan, western beast clan, to the central Qilin clan—watched the magnificent city forming in the infinite starlight, their expressions complex.

It was the first city ever forged in the void since the birth of this world.

The Divine clan once again astonished all beings.

At dawn, as the city completed under the morning glow, its sacred radiance shone.

Nanluo pointed to the city, smiling at the gods, and declared, "This shall be the City of Gods!"