Night had fallen:
Nangong straightened her clothes and stood atop the altar at the very center of the grand hall.
She arranged some ritual materials around herself, then lit sandalwood incense as thick as her arm.
At last, she began the ritual.
She chanted scriptures as the ritual materials burned.
Shortly after:
The ritual was complete.
Chu Qing blinked. "That's it? Why didn't I feel anything?"
Nangong chuckled. "Come on, take me onto the roof of the grand hall!"
Chu Qing nodded.
Holding Nangong in his arms, Chu Qing drifted lightly onto the roof of the grand hall.
Only then did he realize that the White Sheep Palace's grand hall gleamed as brightly as day.
"What's going on?"
"Could the stones of the hall all be glowstones?"
Chu Qing was puzzled.
Nangong giggled and hooked a finger beneath his chin.
Chu Qing tilted his head back and saw the stars filling the sky, shining brightly. It was as though starlight descended from the heavens, streaming down in curtains.
That starlight fell, seeped into the grand hall, and stained the materials from which it was built.
"Star Dao? Star Constellations Dao?"
Chu Qing was astonished.
Nangong raised her head and chuckled. "This is the Heavenly Demon Dao!"
"These are the Twelve Zodiac Palaces within the Heavenly Demon Dao!"
"They are incredibly, incredibly powerful!"
"Three days. In just three days, this White Sheep Palace will become my foundation."
"Then it will be linked to my life."
"As long as I do not die, even if the palace collapses into ruins, it will slowly repair itself!"
"If I die, then even if the palace is completely intact, it will collapse in an instant."
As she spoke, she turned around, clasped her hands behind her back, leaned forward slightly, and stared straight at Chu