It was very difficult to describe that type of feeling.

It was like sheer awe and inspiration felt by the very first time astronauts to have reached outer space as they looked back at Earth. The peaceful night acted as the perfect backdrop, and in the face of such an almighty spectacle, one could only be struck by the urge to revere and worship. 

Above him were the combined radiance of the sun and the moon, making him appear like a small raft drifting over a boundless sea.

Below him was the entire nation beneath his feet, making him feel like a god of creation looking down at his masterpiece.

It was a very complex feeling that was enough to broaden anyone's horizons and make them more open-minded and tolerant.

Only after a long while did Qin Ye lower his head. "This is truly an unimaginable sight."

"Don't you feel like there's something missing, my Lord?" Zhao Yun suddenly asked.

Qin Ye faltered slightly upon hearing this, and several seconds later, a smile appeared on his face as he asked, "You mean the stars?"

"That's right," Zhao Yun replied with a respectful salute. "The sun and the moon have both been restored to their rightful places, all that's missing now are the stars. The stars represent the Judgment Pen, and only upon its return can the Cathayan Underworld be considered to be whole again. On top of that, without the Judgment Pen, even if we rebuild the six paths of reincarnation, it won't be able to operate as there won't be anything capable of judging the...