The morning sun rose blood red across the horizon in solemn silence.
A strange omen… yet no one wavered.
The grand crystalline mountain gates of the Eternal Celestial Clan rumbled open.
A vast sea of cultivators — ten thousand strong — stood in neat formation. Rows upon rows of battle hardened cultivators clad in silver, grey, gold, brown, bronze and emerald robes, their numbers equally divided: half from the ranks of the Celestial Clan, the other half, the Eternal Bloom Clan. Now one, now whole — united as the Eternal Celestial Family.
