Chapter 48: three heavenly principles

In the wilderness.

Myriad Immortals assembly.

The immortal Palace was resplendent and solemn.

Many immortal birds rested on the lamp posts with true flames in their mouths, illuminating the entire Hall.

Under the lamp, in the Golden basins and Jade bowls, some were full of vigor, some were surging with blood, and some were cold and deathly silent ... The carefully cooked immortal dishes were half-eaten.

The bejeweled nectar within the cups rippled like Amber and gave off an extremely alluring fragrance.

His Highness's huge cauldron stood tall and lofty. Spiritual incense burned fiercely in the cauldron. Smoke lingered and the fragrance permeated the immortal's body.

The brilliant light of the fire shone on solemn faces. All the immortals were as silent as cicadas in winter. They no longer had the mood to taste the delicious food in front of them that had come from the immortal reverent chef.