Walking down the mountain road of First Line of Heaven, the narrow, perilous mountain pass was like a slanting supple vine. At every stretch of the road, a silver-clad constable stood watch in rotation.
The same arrangement covered all of First Line of Heaven, turning the Divine Constable Gate headquarters into a fortress of bronze walls and iron ramparts, so tightly sealed that not even birds could fly through.
Xiang Yang lowered his gaze and walked with his hands behind his back. His tall, burly body seemed like a weightless willow catkin drifting downhill on a gentle breeze. Whenever the guards on duty tried to see him clearly, they could only make out a hazy mass of drifting purple qi.
At that moment, he was immersed in his thoughts. He moved forward unconsciously while carefully considering his next goals—both his personal martial strength and his influence within the Divine Constable Gate.
As far as his own strength was concerned, Xiang Yang's most urgent task was to use the Heart-Illuminating Mirror to complete his proof of the Dao.
According to Overlord Spear, the Divine Constable Gate had long since made the necessary preparations. They could use vast spiritual qi to awaken the Heart-Illuminating Mirror, allowing it to illuminate his past, cleanse the road ahead, point him toward his true heart, and let him comprehend his origin and return to truth, thereby achieving the Great Dao.
This was an ongoing process. It could take as little as several months or as long as a year, depending on one's strength, talent, comprehension, and fortune. The Heart-Illuminating Mirror was ultimately an external object; its power could be borrowed, but not relied upon.
Once Xiang Yang completed his proof of the Dao, his strength would experience a small-scale explosive surge. After that, he would need