A paced breathing sound akin to a primordial beast resounded throughout the First Range. Dozens of countries, billions of citizens, all heard that same zephir-like sound that clashed with the spreading red clouds to conjure images of a quiet storm. Indeed, following the blood water column's surge, the First Range sky became bright red. From the Vermilion Brides Sect to the Second Mountain Range, all could see this world-shaking phenomenon. Mortals dropped on their knees, celestials lost their bearings, and far in the Second Range, several deities looked dignified.
For the first time in centuries, Weeping Soul trembled in excitement. The tree at his back stretched its vines and branches, making them sway in a frenetic dance that mirrored the Reverend's enthusiasm. The 21 elders of the Soul Refining Hall left their respective orreries and appeared at Weeping Soul's side.
