Within the Star Pagoda.
Mountain Lord He sat cross-legged, pondering the Profound Mysteries of the array when he suddenly frowned. "No, this is not quite right."
"Xue Ying!" he hollered as he stood up, his voice reverberating throughout the sealed hall.
A figure condensed beside him.
Having refined the Star Pagoda, Xue Ying could draw support from the the world’s power to immediately respond to any matter pertaining to it. Naturally, he could also condense a temporary incarnation anywhere inside it.
"Mountain Lord He, what’s wrong?" Xue Ying was somewhat confused. After he had been trapped inside the black flower and had begun cultivating, neither Chao Qing, Palace Head Chen, nor any of the others would disturb him for any small matter.
