The moon shines brightly in the sky, starry lights scattered, and the mist rotates clockwise, as a black and white pavilion slowly rises within the vortex.
"Transmission Building, is this the Transmission Building?"
"It has disappeared for countless ages, I never thought it would appear today."
"A historical divine object, its ranking is second only to the complete Mystic Spirit History Book."
"The black and white colors of the Transmission Building, do they imply that the Path of History also coincides with the Yin Yang Dao?"
"This tower doesn't look that magical."
"Where did this martial artist come from? If you don't understand, don't speak!"
"..."
Above the clouds, shadowy figures move about.
Ji Che, Cloud Sky Dao, and Liu Tianning stand together with the crowd.
Ji Si, meanwhile, is pushing a flower-patterned chair, waiting at a quiet Cloud Passage.
"Mr. Ji, how many people have come here?"
