Nine-Star Constellation.

Yang Dao finished casting an array that worked with all four elements in correspondence. The backyard was not blooming with flowers, a constant breeze was flowing around the place. The ground was covered with patches of what seemed like fog. 

The boy manipulated the array and soon the palace that was already surrounded by fog was cleared of it, however, thirty feet above the ground, on the top of the highest tower of the palace, a cloud began to condense, it was a mesmerizing sight. 

Yang Dao smiled at this, it looked like the high tower was a chimney and it was giving off strong smoke that created a cloud around the palace, a patched canopy of cotton seemed to be spread over the place, but it did not restrict the glow of sunlight or anything else for that matter. This was the effect of the array.