After the banquet ended, many people stood outside the Beixuan Palace, discussing animatedly. Some talked about Chen Beixuan while others tried to forge connections, and every single person represented a distinct faction.
Until nightfall. Purple lights illuminated the entire Imperial City, which was hung with endless lanterns—such was the vastness of the Imperial City.
Late at night, the crowds gradually thinned out. At that moment, a fine, dense drizzle began to fall from the misty clouds. The First Heaven had not seen rain in several thousand years; the land was parched and rivers had run with blood. Now, as the rain fell, forces large and small throughout the Imperial City were astonished, for this rain felt like spiritual rain. When it touched people, it refreshed their minds and spirits, and even the sabre wounds on some, left behind by lingering Laws, were nourished by the raindrops and healed completely.
Chapter 84