Chapter 268: The Miraculous Light

This?

At this moment, not only Cui Xiaozhong but also Park Qi Ye, standing nearby, were dumbfounded by the live broadcast.

On the Mingsha City side, as the horn’s sound faded and Li Jue—dressed in ancient costumes—began reciting the sacrificial rites, a ray of sunlight appeared on the altar. Remarkably, it shone directly on the Nine Cauldrons, as if they had been gilded with fine gold.

Moreover, the light slowly expanded, bathing the Nine Cauldrons, the incense burner, and the offering table until the entire altar glowed. To their astonishment, not only did the altar illuminate, but the sky around Langya Mountain darkened, and snowflakes began to fall over Mingsha City.

Following the beam upward, they saw that a thick layer of clouds had unexpectedly split open, revealing a window of deep blue sky.

A golden beam streamed through the gap and lit up the altar—so surreal that it felt as if the heavens had opened just to bless the ceremony. It even mirrored those cinematic portrayals of divine guidance.

Incredible.

How could they possibly stay seated in such amazement? It was beyond belief.

“How did it suddenly change like this?”

Both were completely dumbfounded, even forgetting that the palace ceremony was about to begin.

Indeed,

it wasn’t just Park Qi Ye and Cui Xiaozhong—everyone present, including foreign visitors and netizens watching on their screens, was stunned.

Some instinctively covered their mouths.

After a long moment, one exclamation escaped: “Angmuliwo!”

No one had expected such an inexplicable natural phenomenon at the palace ceremony.

Coming to their senses, many frantically pounded on keyboards or grabbed their phones to record the event; missing it during the live broadcast would have been unforgivable.

Especially among Long Kingdom netizens—after the initial shock came overwhelming excitement. Someone first posted, “Heaven bless Long Kingdom—I’m here bowing to our ancestors!” and the message instantly went viral.

Soon, some even appended their own names to their posts.

Others took to their social media, sharing images of the beam illuminating the Nine Cauldrons with captions like, “Heaven bless Long Kingdom—I’m Wang Dahai, bowing to our ancestors,” complete with several mourning emojis.

At that moment, the internet exploded!

This miraculous scene shifted all attention to the Long Kingdom side, while H Country’s ‘Sacred Anointment Ceremony’ was left unnoticed.

Meanwhile,

on the upper corridor of Zhaixing Pavilion, Fang Hou and Luo Peng also gazed toward the altar. Fang Hou, in particular, appeared utterly dazed, mesmerized by the surreal beauty. “Isn’t this amazing?” he murmured.

It took a while before Fang Hou finally snapped out of it.

“Sigh!”

Meanwhile, Luo Peng let out a long sigh and casually glanced at Fang Hou.

“Mr. Fang, I need the full support of Haofang Culture—from lighting to camera work. We might be pulling an all-nighter tonight,” he said.

Luo Peng’s expression was extremely complex.

“Support?”

Fang Hou paused. “Alright!” he replied.

Glancing from the altar back to Luo Peng, he suddenly asked, “So, what’s the plan?”

“Everything in these displays is so mystical—when it comes to ancient architectural dress and performance, a touch of mystique is inevitable,” Luo Peng replied through gritted teeth.

At Taiyi Hospital’s exhibition room, several renowned national medicine masters—Lin Wenian and Zong Shengcai among them—were chatting casually in the consultation hall when a young worker hurried over to Lin Wenian.

“Old Lin, this is incredible. Our palace ceremony had just started, and already the dark sky presented a gap with a beam perfectly illuminating the altar. Now, everyone in Mingsha City is talking about it!” he panted.

“What? A gap in the sky?”

Lin Wenian and Zong Shengcai were instantly stunned. How could the sky split open like that? “Yes! It’s truly astonishing!”

“Let’s go check it out!”

Gathering themselves, Lin Wenian and Zong Shengcai immediately left the hall.

Although Taiyi Hospital is located in a low-lying area behind Oasis 1 in the Shadou area, the distant sky was clearly visible from the courtyard.

After surveying the far-off sky,

“This…”

After just half a minute, they exchanged glances, shook their heads with a bittersweet smile, and silently returned to the consultation hall.

What surprised the young worker even more was that once they returned, they said not a word—instead, they quietly picked up identical copies of their medical texts, each bearing the title “Huangdi Neijing” in ancient script.

“Old Lin, you…”

The young worker hesitated, puzzled by the sudden change in the experts.

“We’re a bit busy now and don’t wish to see anyone. By the way, go help close the door!”

“Uh…”

While the foreign visitors and Long Kingdom citizens who were not on site fell into a frenzy, the Long Kingdom’s guests, staff, and even reporters at the altar maintained a solemn expression as they continued the ceremonial rites.

Unaffected by the natural phenomenon, no one reached for their phone to record it. They instead recited the ritual: “Oh venerable Ancestors! Grant us order, bestow endless blessings, fill our hearts with clarity, and let our feasts be perfectly balanced.”

They continued, “Preserve our long life, O great one. Arrange all in perfect harmony, accept our humble offerings so we may carry out your mandate. From above, blessings descend; our harvest is bountiful. Accept our tribute—your favor is boundless.”

Minutes later,

after reciting the sacrificial text, Li Jue ascended the altar holding an incense stick. He inserted it into the incense burner and lit the script before it. “First Offering—With dance, we honor our fierce ancestors of Long Kingdom!”

Once Li Jue descended, Liu Shan, who presided over the ritual, approached the altar and spoke.

Drumbeats and horns resounded—a burst of percussion and call! Two dancers clad in Pre-Qin-era attire and masks appeared before the altar. As snowflakes drifted gently, their dance formed a breathtaking scene.

Minute by minute, as the dancers gradually departed, Li Jue once again ascended the altar with the incense stick and placed it into the burner.

“Second Offering—With wine, we honor our fierce ancestors of Long Kingdom!”

After Li Jue paid his respects, Liu Shan spoke again.

“Third Offering—With the feast, we honor our fierce ancestors of Long Kingdom!”

“Fourth Offering—With roasted meat, we honor our fierce ancestors of Long Kingdom!”

“Fifth Offering—With silk, we honor our fierce ancestors of Long Kingdom!”

Although each rite followed a similar, straightforward process with only the offerings changing, the attendants were meticulous. By the end of the Ninth Offering, it was already 4:30 in the afternoon.

What astonished the foreign visitors further was that just as Liu Shan burned the final ritual calendar in the incense burner, deep, rumbling thunder suddenly boomed from the sky—as if the fierce ancestors of Long Kingdom were responding.

Afterwards,

the celestial ‘heavenly gate’ slowly closed, and the sunlight vanished completely!

Soon, snowflakes began to drift across the altar once more.

This miraculous event sent the foreign visitors and online viewers into another frenzy. They were at a loss for words to describe the overwhelming emotion, with Long Kingdom citizens convinced that their ancestors had truly manifested their divine presence!

Indeed! Though winter thunderstorms are common and many meteorologists have offered explanations, how does one explain the ‘heavenly gate’? Why did it appear right as the ceremony began and vanish immediately after?

Consequently, domestic and international forums exploded with discussion. Everyone who watched the live broadcast had an opinion, and some Long Kingdom citizens began booking flights to Langya Mountain’s summit to pay their respects.

And that wasn’t all.

Some foreign experts have now stepped forward, eager to use science to explain the gap in the sky.

In short,

all focus belonged to Mingsha City that day, while no one paid attention to when H Country’s ceremony ended—Mingsha City had once again outshined H Country’s display.

In the blink of an eye, evening arrived!

While the sub-venue was still buried in heavy snow, the main venue far away basked in the glow of a radiant sunset.

In an office, the Chief Leader glanced at his phone on the desk and shook his head in resignation.

For an entire afternoon, his phone had not stopped ringing—mostly inquiries about the sub-venue. How was he to explain this phenomenon? Not to mention that domestic meteorological experts were still in meetings discussing it.

“Sir, is this really a natural phenomenon?”

After a long silence,

a Deputy finally couldn’t hold back and spoke.

In that moment, he even thought that our ancestors had manifested!

“It must be a natural phenomenon! It’s just that its timing is incredibly mysterious—I recall earlier reports of gaps opening in thick clouds to reveal blue skies.”

The Chief Leader waved his hand dismissively.

“But…”

The Deputy hesitated, then, after a moment, finally said, “Sir, why not ask the sub-venue’s head?”

After all,

if the palace ceremony hadn’t been held, public chatter would have died down. But this occurred during the ceremony—especially after promises of a grand show in Mingsha City.

Moreover, following yesterday’s heated discussion over the Pre-Qin-era Eight Formations Array during the ancient architecture display, it’s hard not to suspect Mingsha City was behind it all.

“Sub-venue?”

The Chief Leader glanced at the Deputy.

“Hmm.”

“I’ve asked!”

“So, what did they say over there?”

At this, the Deputy leaned forward urgently, asking.