On this day, the capital was shaken, like a silver jar shattering, water splashing forth, its impact recklessly spreading.
The headquarters of the Demon Control Department.
The Swan Hall, the highest deliberation center of the Demon Control Department. Including the [Nine Divine Pillars], no more than twenty individuals have the privilege of entering this place.
At the very top of the hall, a sculpture of a large white swan looked impressively lifelike, freely traversing the mighty river below, with towering mountains behind it like a platform. In the bottom right corner was a small poem hand-written by Taizu:
Goose, goose, goose, neck bending towards the sky singing.
White feathers float in green water, red palms stir clear waves.
"Zhou Dao...has reached the refining realm limit, to sit alongside the true realm, then?"