Black mist over the imperial city had already swallowed most of the Purple Star.
Shen Xitang stood before the copper gnomon of the Imperial Astronomical Bureau, watching the shadow of the sundial flow backward in a bizarre manner—the moonlight of the midnight hour should have cast a three-inch shadow on the gnomon's surface, but at this moment it had shrunk to a single line.
"The astral phenomena are in chaos." Her fingertip traced the Bronze Compass as the star map of the Xuanji Manual flowed across its face. "Someone is tampering with destiny using reverse astral arts."
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