Deep inside the blood sea holy land.
Xuan He was sitting on a corner of the Death Island, his face grave. Next to him were many star compasses that were spherical like life stars. They scattered by him like a miniature version of the galaxy with many stars that was scaled billions of times smaller.
Each of the star compasses was shining and a vague, exquisite string had chained them altogether.
Frederick was frowning and sitting not far from him. There were so many star compasses lying around him too. The halos from these star compasses were like twinkling stars in the universe that made the two of them look like they were sitting on a galaxy.
