The Eternal City was not just a single city; it was a collection of hundreds of cities, each with towering castles that pierced the heavens.
This magnificent creation, the most awe-inspiring in the universe, was crafted by the Great Emperor, the Son of the Universe.
His vision had been clear: he wanted the perfect home to share with his beloved wives.
One might think such a grand design was excessive for a home, and indeed, from cultivators to gods, even his wives themselves believed their husband had gone overboard.
What they failed to understand was that, in the Emperor's eyes, even this was not enough.
Who was the Emperor? He was the most unique being to have ever existed or ever to exist.
The son of the Universal Tree and the only brother of the World Tree, he was a being favored by fate and luck alike.
How could someone of such immense greatness do anything halfway?
