Yi Chen didn't respond to Miao Zi's words, his attention was completely captivated by the illusory scene before him.
The wolf-head gold seal in his hand suddenly emitted a golden light, resonating with the iron throne beneath him, and a strange force burst forth, swirling around Yi Chen. His spirit began to soar, and he was able to perceive the entirety of Lord Tan Lang's palace.
There was a main hall, three side halls, a training room, a martial arts field, an alchemy room, meditation chambers....
In total, there were no fewer than thirty different functional areas.
Then, Yi Chen felt the star pool formation within the grand hall. Dense, intricate patterns spread throughout the interior and exterior of the hall, forming a magnificent and colossal formation that was continuously drawing in and absorbing the qi of the stars from the heavens and earth, funneling it into the star pool to provide energy for the palace.
