As the voice faded, the sky darkened further as a series of visions took form around them. Mountains burned, rivers ran red and huge armies of spectral warriors clashed beneath banners that bore no dialect mortal tongues could decipher or name.
Above them, celestial beasts tore the clouds asunder locked firmly in combat. Dragons of flame fought with tooth and claw against phoenixes of ash, while tigers of thunder ean rampant of human settements.
Ning Xue stood frozen, awe and dread written across her face. "This… this is the War of Nine Divines," she whispered. "The age when gods fought for dominion of the realms."
Li Wei's jaw tightened. "And this mountain was a battlefield." The ground quaked as the largest of the celestial beasts fell, its body splitting open like a mountain breaking apart. From its blood poured rivers of molten qi, seeping into the earth.
