Absolute silence. Absolute silence, carrying the heavy, unique scent of corpses and ash, pressed down crushingly upon every cracked bone of the Thirty-Three Heavens Ruins. This place had once been the supreme ornamental column of the Celestial Court; now it was nothing more than a boundless graveyard. The shattered foundations of the Celestial Court jutted out like the massive, gnawed-clean bones of a giant beast amidst the folds of boundless darkness and congealed blood-red light. Ragged, broken stars resembling huge, burnt-out, turbid crystalline eyeballs were embedded in the warped folds of space, emitting a cold, viscous, dim radiance. Thin, turbid light squeezed with difficulty through the gaps in the ruins, casting its rays upon the layer upon layer of grotesque remains. The shadows, like living stains clinging to the immemorial remnants of lingering divine consciousness, writhed and sobbed silently in despair.
In the center of this silent ocean that buried former glories, floated a relatively intact, shattered plaza. The plaza had been carved from some unknown massive black rock, but by now it was already covered in dense, spiderweb-like cracks. From deep within the fissures seeped a thick, murky, dark-yellow halo, resembling pus oozing from the depths of a festering wound. In the exact center of the plaza stood a massive, towering broken stele tilted askew, rising up into the gloom. The stele's surface was completely blank. All that lingered around it was an unshakea…
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