[VOLUME 16: THE FIRES OF GENESIS][ARC 2: THE MATRIARCH'S DOMAIN]
The walk to the Palace of Ogygia was a masterpiece of architectural beauty, paved with rose-quartz cobblestones and lined with blooming cherry blossoms.
It was also, apparently, an agonizing marathon for deities experiencing mortality for the very first time.
"I am... perspiring," Li Wusheng announced, stopping near a marble fountain. The Heavenly Emperor stared at the back of his own hand, looking absolutely scandalized by the faint sheen of moisture there. "My core temperature is failing to regulate. Elara, my skin is secreting fluid."
"It's called sweat, Li," Elara said, slowing her pace to wait for him.
"It is undignified," Li breathed, leaning heavily against the fountain. He was still devastatingly handsome, but the pristine, untouchable aura was gone. His white linen shirt clung to his chest, and his chest was heaving with exertion.
