The main thoroughfare leading to Chenxi Hall was already packed on both sides with pilgrims, citizens, and curious travelers from across the Continent, all eager to witness a miracle. The crowd was a vast sea of people, and their clamor was deafening.
The air was heavy with the scents of incense, wax, and fresh flowers.
In the distance, from the direction of Chenxi Hall, the grand bell tower chimed its preparatory bells every fifteen minutes. The deep, resonant toll seemed capable of cleansing the soul, and each chime intensified the fervent atmosphere throughout the Holy City.
The invited dignitaries from across the Continent had long since taken their places in the designated viewing area.
