In the heavenly realm, amidst the rolling sea of white clouds, there was a particular floating island so massive it was like a world of its own, eclipsing the vast sky.
It was a land of nature, with lakes and rivers, marshes and forests, all thriving with vitality. The scenery of divine beings in white robes, angels singing praises, some even playing musical instruments, was a welcome addition to the perfect harmony of the island.
On this paradise blanketed by immortal mist lay the most breathtaking as well as the most important palace of the heavens, the high temple where the ruler of the three realms resides.
Sitting on the large throne within the grand hall of the temple was a powerful being shrouded in blinding radiance, his very existence giving out heavy pressure even without making a single movement. It was as if he was the reincarnation of the sun, and each and every living being could only prostrate in front of him in reverence.
