Fortunately, the mountain has few trees and mostly rugged rocks, which are strange and varied in shape.

Some resemble ferocious beasts baring their fangs and claws, while others look like contemplative giants; their outlines appear even more grotesque under the flash of lightning.

These strange rocks, like loyal and fearless guardians, silently endured the fierce attacks of lightning; otherwise, such a violent storm of lightning strikes would have inevitably led to a raging fire.

Once a wildfire is started, it will not only burn down the surrounding vegetation, but also destroy the fragile ecological environment.

It could also spread rapidly like a runaway horse, endangering the lives and property of nearby residents, with unimaginable consequences.

Imperial Advisor Yu Ji was meditating with her eyes closed in her residence, her aura peaceful and stable, as if she were one with heaven and earth.

Try to explore the subtle balance between heaven and earth in the stillness, and feel the ever-flowing, mysterious power.

Suddenly, an extraordinary, deafening clap of thunder rolled in, like a heavy hammer slamming into the calm lake of my heart, shattering the surrounding tranquility.

She suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of surprise flashing in them, her once calm gaze now rippling with emotion.

With a light touch of her toes on the ground, her figure was graceful and her clothes fluttered, like a nimble white crane, and she instantly flew onto the roof.

Yu Ji stood on the rooftop, her robes fluttering in the wind, like a blue lotus blooming in a storm, pure and noble.

She gazed at the distant mountain peaks constantly illuminated by lightning, her eyes deep and sharp, as if they could pierce through the darkness and reach its secrets.

Her delicate eyebrows furrowed tightly, forming a beautiful yet deeply worried curve.

She had cultivated for many years, experienced countless storms, and seen all sorts of wonders in the world, but this was the first time she had ever encountered such a strange and rare celestial phenomenon.

He secretly wondered, "Could it be that some ancient spirit or monster in the mountains is undergoing tribulation? Or is it caused by an imbalance and disorder of spiritual energy in the world?"

Or perhaps some rare treasure or ancient artifact has appeared, causing this extraordinary phenomenon?

A strong sense of curiosity and an innate sense of mission surged within her like a turbulent tide, one wave after another, driving her to want to find out more.

After a brief preparation, she began chanting incantations, her inner energy surging like a flowing stream through her meridians.

With a flash, he transformed into a streak of light and sped towards the mysterious area of ​​lightning, his figure quickly disappearing into the darkness.

Only a few fallen leaves remained on the roof, swaying gently in the wind, witnessing her departure.

Unfortunately, they found nothing this time. All they could see were stones blackened by lightning, and nothing else. Yu Ji sighed softly and turned back to her residence.

Dark, inky clouds pressed heavily down on the capital, filling the city with a suffocating atmosphere of tension.

The people were terrified, and every household kept their doors tightly shut and their windows completely covered.

The streets and alleys were deserted and eerily quiet, with only the wind howling through them, sending chills down one's spine.

Inside the dimly lit room, the people, their faces filled with fear, clasped their hands together and prayed silently to the gods and spirits of heaven and earth.

Those trembling lips and expectant eyes were filled with fear of the unknown and a longing for peace, as if they feared this unusual celestial phenomenon was an ominous sign of angering the gods.

Inside the palace, the atmosphere was as heavy as the dark sky.

The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, stood before the palace with a stern expression and furrowed brows, his hands behind his back, gazing motionlessly at the sky that seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness.

This strange celestial phenomenon made even a seasoned court official feel uneasy. After a moment's thought, he decisively gave the order.

His voice was deep yet carried an undeniable authority: "Summon the officials of the Imperial Observatory to an audience immediately!"

Before long, the officials from the Imperial Observatory arrived, looking flustered, their official hats askew.

As soon as he stepped into the hall and looked up at the sky, he froze on the spot, his astonishment evident on his face.

His eyes were wide open, his mouth slightly agape, as if frozen in place, completely absorbed in the astonishing sight.

In the imperial study, many ministers also rushed over. For a moment, they whispered among themselves, their expressions solemn.

The usual lively discussions in the imperial court were nowhere to be seen, replaced by a subdued silence.

No one dared to speak easily, for fear of uttering a single wrong word and breaking the tense atmosphere.

Meanwhile, Feng Qingyun, who had summoned this earth-shattering thunder, was lying quietly in Qin Qianluo's space, fast asleep.

A faint halo permeated the space, dreamlike and ethereal, as if shrouded in a mysterious veil, tranquil and peaceful.

Thunder rumbled past, as if playing a symphony of awakening.

Feng Qingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if gently awakened by the thunder, and she slowly opened her eyes.

She first shook her head gently, as if trying to dispel the lingering drowsiness, her bewildered appearance resembling that of a child who had just woken up.

Immediately afterwards, a cheerful phoenix cry rang out from her mouth, the sound clear and melodious, like a mountain spring flowing, echoing in the space and bringing a unique vitality.

At the same time, a dazzling golden light suddenly emanated from her body, so bright that it was blinding.

The golden light seemed to have a life of its own, constantly swirling and surging, tightly enveloping her, as if it were nurturing a magnificent transformation.

As the light gradually faded, Feng Qingyun had transformed into a human form.

She still had the adorable look of a five or six-year-old girl, with fair cheeks rosy like a ripe apple, making one want to reach out and pinch them.

Her big, watery eyes were bright and innocent, and when she smiled, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing two small, white tiger teeth. She was incredibly cute.

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