Xia Pingan was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed in the room of the snail boat. His hands were forming a hand seal. Thousands of 'little dots' that were flashing with golden spots of light were surrounding Xia Pingan. They were like a seven-story pagoda or a spinning galaxy. Strange golden runes were flashing on the bodies of these 'little dots.'
These spinning little dots changed their shapes from time to time. Sometimes, they turned into all kinds of ferocious beasts, snakes, tigers, flying cranes, and sometimes, they turned into all kinds of machines, weapons, shields, swords, whips, and even transformed into human shapes to walk beside Xia Pingan. Finally, these little dots condensed into a square seven-layered array disk. They kept condensing and dispersing. The small room was suddenly filled with fog, and sparks and lightning were flying in the fog. They were all bound to Xia Pingan's side by an invisible force.
