On the other side, the elemental spirits—Lumina, Umbra, Ignis, Aquarius, Zephyr, Terra, and Selene—were grappling with a vexing issue. They had made numerous attempts to descend to the mortal realm, but each effort was met with a mysterious resistance, preventing them from reaching their destination. Frustration marred their ethereal visages as they turned to Nexus, the ancient tree, beseeching for answers.
"Lumina, Umbra, Ignis, Aquarius, Zephyr, Terra, Selene," Nexus addressed them, their voice an ageless whisper, "your plight has not gone unnoticed. You seek to journey to the abode of mortals, but your path is obscured. There is a wisdom I must share, a riddle of sorts. To traverse a thousand miles requires purpose, but to return to one's own home demands a conscious decision."
The words of Nexus hung in the air, leaving the elemental spirits deep in contemplation. Each spirit understood that the essence of Nexus' cryptic message was profound and laden with a truth that went far beyond their immediate dilemma. With their thoughts alight with newfound understanding, they waited, knowing that clarity would come in time.
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Meanwhile, within the mortal abode, the soldiers of the Blood Conquering Empire neared the outskirts of Ten Thousand Treasures City. As they advanced, an unusual sight caught their attention: a procession of carts, each pulled by a silent steed, was approaching them. These carts were bereft of passengers, appearing empty and enigmatic.
Riding at the front of the imperial forces, Deputy General Luo Hu swiftly recognized the anomaly and altered his course, bringing him alongside Prince Ot Khan's chariot.
"Your Highness," he announced, his voice unwavering, "there is a convoy of carts emerging from Ten Thousand Treasures City, but they are unguarded. No sign of an ambush is evident."
Upon hearing this report, Prince Ot Yan's serene smile broadened, while Prince Ot Khan's demeanor turned to one of heightened vigilance.
Ot Khan's voice rang with authority as he gave a sharp command, "Halt the advance! Dispatch a group of sacrificial soldiers to investigate those carts immediately."
From the rear of the formation, a taunting laugh cut through the air. Princess Ot Luan's voice bore an undertone of mockery as she spoke.
"Oh, dearest brother Ot Khan," she sneered, "how effortlessly you dispatch your loyal subjects to face the unknown, long before the true battle has commenced. If your prowess is as great as you boast, surely you should lead this perilous mission yourself?"
The anger in Prince Ot Khan's eyes was palpable, as he looked at Ot Luan with a murderous gaze, yet it was Prince Ot Yan who provided resolution.
"Enough, my honorable siblings," he remarked, exuding tranquility amid the tense atmosphere. "There's no need for further debate. These carts are a message, not a trap, I believe. We should be focusing on the statement being made. So, who among us will be brave enough to inspect these enigmatic wagons?"
Ot Tang and Yun Lee, with a mutual understanding, volunteered for the task.
"I will go," declared Ot Tang. "Together with Yun Lee."
Their offer met with unanimous agreement from their royal kin. Prince Ot Khan, ensconced in his chariot, responded with weary consent.
"Do as you see fit."