Light streamed down from above as the stars slowly began revealing themselves. Finding a place to sit down, Xuan Hao gazed up at the stars covering the sky with a sense of wonder.
The stars were the same as the ones he had seen before transmigrating to this world, yet different at the same time. Faintly, he could feel some sort of power radiating from the stars above, but it was too faint for him to grasp it…
"Hah… No use thinking about it for now…"
Shaking his head a few minutes later, Xuan Hao found a place to sit down in a lotus position to cultivate through the rest of the night.
Focused on cultivating, the night passed by quickly, as the sun soon rose behind the mountains that surrounded the Flying Sword Sect.
