Surrounded by his "colleagues," Feheart was the only one who was not in meditative absorption.
He stood in the center of a round room. Six Internal Strength Masters sat cross-legged against the walls, maintaining the Five Hearts Facing the Sky posture. Their prosthetic bodies, despite having extremely sensitive pressure-responsive touch senses, could not move an inch. These were prosthetic bodies specially designed for Internal Strength Masters.
Feheart was feeling slightly anxious at the moment.
Of course, only "slightly."
It was a minor issue. To the Six Dragons Sect, the so-called "Heavenly King Plan" was but a casual move, insignificant if it failed, but if it succeeded...
If it succeeded, it would be like winning the "lottery jackpot" from legends of the Old Era.
