Water rippled, and azure light hung in the air.
In the image cast by the projection, gauzy curtains wove between the halls like feathers. Azure lamps and golden cups glimmered; pillars held up the vaulted ceiling, and screens stretched like mountain ranges. Within the pavilions, a whole world seemed to stand, while wisps of sandalwood incense curled like clouds and sea mist through it.
A Daoist sat amid curtains of smoke and cloud, eyes half-closed. Mysterious light shone behind his head, lush and radiant, as though he were a sacred being of heaven and earth, a master of all arts.
"Master."
"Ming'an, what happened that you needed to contact me so urgently?"
Jiang Sheng opened his eyes and looked at Tian Ming'an and the others in the projection.
Message jade discs were useful, but while they worked well enough within a single world, linking two Great Thousand Worlds meant crossing the Chaos Void. Even with the Void-Reality Realm to help, it took an immense toll on the mind.
That was why messages were usually brief, sent in each faction's private code to convey as much as possible in as few words as possible. Cross-world communication like this was reserved for critical moments; otherwise, it would damage the message jade disc itself.
The Three Realms Great Thousand World and Tianyuan World were no short distance apart. Jiang Sheng knew his eldest disciple's temperament, too. Ming'an would not use this method lightly unless something urgent had happened.
Tian Ming'an wasted no time and told Jiang Sheng the whole story.
After hearing him out, Jiang Sheng frowned slightly. Could Patriarch Yang Ji's Pure Yang supreme treasure have ended up in Luwu World?
That was the Pure Yang supreme treasure of a Dao-Holding Monarch. Its power went far beyond merely burning the heavens and