Somewhere in an unknown space,
A mysterious island floated in the sky, proclaiming itself as the home of a ruler of the heavens. The island was so vast that even continents seemed like particles of dust in comparison. This colossal landmass, suspended in the azure expanse, was a testament to its master's unparalleled dominion.
Despite its immense size, the island radiated a serene beauty. As the wind wove through the countless trees and flowers, it created a scene so divine that even godly Immortals would calmly accept their deaths for a single glimpse of it. The foliage shimmered in the sunlight, casting iridescent hues across the landscape, while delicate petals floated gracefully in the breeze, adding to the ethereal charm.
As the leaves and petals danced in the wind, clouds began to swirl around the sky enveloping the island. The ethereal mists coalesced, forming a celestial veil that both protected and concealed the island from prying eyes. This phenomenon was not merely atmospheric but imbued with ancient magic, signifying the island's sacred nature.
Soon, the sky above filled with clouds that started to emit a golden light. The entire island was bathed in this golden radiance, which was more than mere decoration. It was the heavens' way of announcing the return of the island's master. The golden light penetrated every nook and cranny, invigorating the flora and fauna, and casting a divine glow upon the majestic landscape.
The whole island came alive under the golden light. Whether a blade of grass or a giant tree, a small ant or giant beast gods like phoenixes or dragons, all were overjoyed, instinctively knowing their master had returned after countless years. Each creature and plant seemed to vibrate with newfound energy, as if the very essence of life had been rejuvenated by the golden glow.
The trees, flowers, and even the beasts of the island began to reveal their true forms to properly welcome their master.
The trees that once appeared ordinary transformed into divine trees capable of binding the heavens with the mortal world. Their trunks expanded, and their branches reached skyward, adorned with luminescent leaves that shimmered with every color of the spectrum. These trees were no longer mere flora; they were sentinels of cosmic energy, connecting the ethereal and the terrestrial.
The flowers that seemed mundane now turned into heavenly Dao spirits capable of altering, obstructing, or even destroying the course of nature. Their petals glowed with an inner light, and they floated off their stems, hovering in mid-air. Each flower pulsated with immense power, ready to unleash their divine capabilities at a moment's notice.
The ants that initially looked insignificant revealed themselves as supreme level immortals, capable of tearing entire mortal worlds apart effortlessly. They grew to the size of large beasts, their exoskeletons gleaming like polished obsidian. Their eyes glowed with intelligence, and their movements were swift and deliberate, embodying both grace and lethality.
The phoenixes and dragons that once looked majestic now appeared even more so. The embodiment of fire and rage, the phoenix now bore blue flames of space and time, commanding full authority over both. Its feathers shimmered with an otherworldly glow, each one a miniature universe of swirling stars and cosmic energy.
Meanwhile, the green-horned dragon shed its old scales, revealing white, shining ones. With the crown of its white horns, it gracefully displayed its authority over the skies. Its body radiated a pure, blinding light, and its roar echoed like a symphony of the heavens, proclaiming its dominance over the aerial domain.
Their eyes fixed on the gathering clouds, filled with hope of seeing their master again after millions of years. The anticipation in the air was palpable, a collective breath held by the island's inhabitants.
The clouds moved rapidly, some descending to form a staircase bathed in the divine light of the heavens. The staircase seemed to be made of pure light, each step imbued with celestial power, creating a path from the heavens to the island below.
Step
At the sound, tears filled everyone's eyes. A word escaped their lips in immense happiness...
"M-Master..."
Step
A foot emerged from the clouds, stepping onto the staircase. The power it emitted was unimaginable, but they knew it was their master. Each step he took resonated with authority, sending ripples of divine energy through the island.
As the figure descended, revealing more of himself, everyone on the island kneeled and kowtowed. The ground trembled under the weight of their reverence, and the air was thick with their adoration.
In their joy, they murmured, "L-Long white hair... Cerulean eyes... The D-Divine robe... The supreme aura of a Creator... Th-There's no doubt about it..."
Tears flowed as they cried out of relief and joy at seeing their master again after so long. Their voices were a chorus of devotion, echoing across the island.
Their master reached the ground, smiling kindly, sensing the happiness within him at returning to the place where his journey began. His presence was like a balm, soothing their ancient hearts and renewing their spirits.
In unison, with teary eyes and wavering voices, the beings of the forest said,
"We kowtow to our supreme creator and sole master, the Eternal Sage, Feng Liang! Welcome back, master... We've waited for you for so long."
Feng Liang smiled and thought, "Right... This really is my one and only home..."
He was happier than anyone to be back in the place he had always dreamt of living after achieving his goals... His first and last home, Mount Dai Shiang...
He spoke kindly, his voice like an embrace for those who knelt before him. Like lost children finding their mother, they cried even more.
"I'm back..."