The auspicious sign is grand and thick, fundamentally immovable by the wind.
For such a celestial apparatus to ascend to the heavens, there is but one explanation they can conceive:
Divine Power!
Swish—
Almost without any coordination.
In mere seconds, a vast crowd of people, including many soldiers, had dropped to their knees!
After a moment.
A grand and clear chant began to slowly enter the ears of all those on the ground:
"The Emperor's minister, emboldened to use the mysterious sacrificial bull, proclaims to the august Emperor: For eight generations in the Song calendar, spanning a hundred and forty-one years."
"The former Emperor Zhao Ji failed to uphold the royal mandate, with celestial misalignments, and spiritual omens appearing. Those who foretold, considering the ways of the ancients, concur that the cycle has reached its end this generation…"
