And the storm chose to answer.
The wind carried fragments: a fox’s scream layered over a woman’s laughter. The smell of burnt lilies. A low thrum that made Jiang’s teeth ache. He knew that voice. Daji had stopped hiding her nature weeks ago. Now she let the whole world hear her for what she was—a nine-tailed spirit wearing a queen’s skin, and wearing it thin. creation of the gods i: kingdom of storms
It was not enough. He knew it was not enough. And the storm chose to answer
So , Jiang thought. They’ve begun to rewrite geography. creation of the gods i: kingdom of storms
Jiang Ziya looked up at the boiling sky and saw the last of the immortal cranes scatter east, fleeing toward Kunlun. The gods had closed their doors. No reinforcements would come from above.