Crackling—
Colorful fireworks bloomed in the sky above Jilu City, and Jilu City, illuminated by candlelight at night, presented a prosperous scene where the sky and the earth were filled with light.
There was no "curfew" in the peaceful and prosperous Jilu City. The day was as lively as the night. It was truly a city that never slept, with even more yōkai out at night than during the day.
Many yōkai preferred the night, and humans enjoyed happiness under the protection of the gods. Many humans had become night owls.
Since this was the first 'ceremony hosted by a god' in the world, the festival was extraordinarily grand. Various celebration programs were held at street teahouses throughout the city.
Statue Square was already crowded with yōkai and humans, all looking forward to the moment the rising sun would appear. Countless eyes looked towards the 'Rock King Temple' from time to time.
The 'Great God,' whose divine power enveloped the world, always resided in the temple. But so far, only the 'Immortals' and the 'Liyue Qixing' had entered the temple.
The only ones who had faced the 'Omikami' directly were the original people of Himelu Castle, who had first witnessed the Omikami descend to earth.
Princess Izayoi nervously followed Ningguang and Keqing up the ceremonial steps. Naturally, they were not the only ones walking up the wide steps; Immortal Fairy Lingyue and the yakshas also ascended.
Immortal Fairy Lingyue, dressed in twelve luxurious robes, felt her heart pounding. She gently touched her chest with her hand, trying to calm her racing heartbeat.
Although she was only in charge of festival chores, it didn't stop her from being excited. She had become an 'immortal' and was now truly Immortal Fairy Lingyue.
This time, the Emperor was asking for the 'Three Eyes and Five Manifestations Immortal' to be granted the title of god. As an immortal, she thought she might be granted such a title next time. She carefully recorded everything that happened.
This was a ceremony for conferring godhood—something that only appeared in myths and legends—and here she was witnessing it in the world.
Ningguang took a deep breath and looked at the humans and yōkai with various expressions in the audience. This was her first time accompanying such a festival. Finally, she looked at the sun slowly rising in the sky.
She slowly recited her long-prepared words to invite the gods, and the pin-shaped 'immortal artifact' on her chest amplified her words so that the entire Jilu City could hear them.
"The time has come. Please listen to the Emperor's words of sacrifice for the ceremony, and may the ceremony conclude."
[By the Emperor's grace, expand the territory to dwell]
[Abide by the contract and respect virtue, accept the commerce of thousands]
[Protect all sentient beings and grant thousands of blessings]
[With unyielding resolve, endure forever]
"Please, Emperor—"
The announcement spread throughout Jilu City, and both yōkai and humans listened intently, awaiting the moment when the 'Great God' would emerge from the temple.
The next moment, the Temple of the Rock King emitted an ancient, powerful divine light as thick as the earth, and a 'sun' slowly rose from the temple.
It was an ancient figure shrouded in divine light, with a hood half covering his face, and a divine wheel composed of 'rock elements' emerged behind him.
Anyone from Teyvat knew that the divine wheel was the symbol of the 'rock element.'
The moment Zhongli appeared in his divine attire, golden auspicious clouds quickly appeared in the sky, casting a golden glow.
"Greetings, Emperor Yanwang!"
Ningguang hurriedly knelt down and bowed. The yaksha and Immortal Fairy Lingyue also knelt on one knee, bowing their heads.
In Jilu City, and even in places outside the city where the divine light and celestial phenomenon could be seen, both humans and yōkai bowed in reverence.
This benevolent 'god' had brought order that allowed yōkai and humans to coexist peacefully. Now that there was order, yōkai could also enjoy the prosperity of the human world and the things they could not understand before. Many yōkai had grown fascinated with the human world.
"Greetings, Emperor Yanwang, the Great Royal God—"
"Greetings, Emperor Yanwang, the Great Royal God—"
The voices of yōkai and humans echoed throughout the world. There was no trace of blasphemy in their voices—only reverence, adoration, respect, belief, and devotion.
Zhongli looked down at the countless yōkai and humans bowing before him, recalling the ceremony the ancient people of Liyue had held for him just after the victory in the Archon War.
It was that very ceremony that had given rise to the annual Rite of Descension.
This was how humans operated—they would commemorate a beautiful day, turning it into a memory that would be passed down through civilization.
This day, in a hundred or a thousand years, would become a festival like the Sea Lantern Festival or the 'Invitation of the Adepti' ceremony.
Zhongli descended onto the altar amidst the voices of yōkai and humans. At this moment, both yōkai and humans held back their cheers, watching quietly as the god walked out of the temple for the first time since his descent to earth.
Zhongli looked at the 'yaksha immortals' kneeling before him and nodded, then looked at the countless eyes of yōkai and humans.
He raised his head and faced the sky with a respectful posture.
He knew that the gaze of the Heavenly Principle was already upon this place.
Although, to the Heavenly Principle, making the 'immortals' into gods was just a simple thought, such a grand ceremony was absolutely necessary.
This ascension ceremony belonging to the Teyvat pantheon needed to be imprinted in the memory of the world and all beings, becoming the anchor point that tied this world together.
Laying the most solid foundation for the final step of the 'World Swallowing Plan.'
"To the 'Heaven's Royal Lord,' 'Heavenly Principle,' and 'Eternal Throne,' I report: the Liyue Immortals have made great contributions to 'Liyue's sentient beings' for thousands of years, and their contributions in this mortal world are extraordinary.
"For this reason, I hold the position of 'Lord God.' Under the name of Morax, the 'Royal Lord of Heaven,' 'Heavenly Principle,' 'Eternal Throne,' 'Creator,' 'God of Creation,' and 'Origin'... I request that all the immortals be granted the 'divine position.'"
[Permission granted]
Zhongli's voice was not loud, but it carried across the entire land of 'Liyue,' and could be vaguely heard even outside Liyong.
The yōkai and humans of 'Liyue' held their breath, each able to hear their own heartbeat.
Hanakain Hidemoto, in the crowd, watched every detail of this 'ceremony.'
To an Onmyoji, this 'ceremony' was more than a ritual—it was a form of enlightenment. Every detail could be applied to Onmyoji techniques, allowing them to develop new forms of Onmyoji arts.
Just by observing the 'Great God' Zhongli, who had restrained his divine power, Hanakain Hidemoto felt baptized by the ancient aura.
He understood that the next step would be the 'Heavenly Lord' casting their gaze to witness the 'immortals' ascension to godhood.
It was as if his sentiments were echoed.
Buzz buzz—
The golden auspicious clouds in the sky dissipated instantly, and the sky darkened.
Before the eyes of all beings, the dawn sky brightened rapidly. The sun rose at an incredibly fast speed until it finally reached the center of the sky.
Not only that, but the stars that had faded with the rising sun also began to shine.
At the other end of the horizon, a silver disk slowly rose and settled beside the sun.
In the astonished eyes of all beings, the sun and moon shone together, and the stars joined them.
At the end, a 'divine disk' that could hold the sun, moon, and stars appeared like a background to the sky.
A supreme voice slowly resounded throughout the world.
[Permission granted].
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