Seven Star Tower and the Chaotian Alliance

Three men and two women entered the ruined temple. Their features resembled one another, and all five carried weapons. Dusty from the road, they had clearly been traveling for a long time.

They were quite surprised to see Xiang Yang inside the temple, having lit a fire to roast a rabbit and staring at it so hungrily he practically drooled.

Still, they all made their living in the martial world and had trained sharp eyes. They could tell Xiang Yang was weak and had likely gone without food for a long while. Combined with his shabby scholar's robe and bookcase, he was clearly a poor scholar, so they felt no concern.

After entering the temple and greeting Xiang Yang, the five occupied the other side of the statue, borrowed some fire, formed a circle, and sat down. Then each took dry provisions from their packs and began eating.

Seeing that the five were fairly easy to speak with and seemed like upright people, Xiang Yang did not concern himself with them. He tore into the plump rabbit meat, glistening with oil, and devoured it with great relish. Slurp, slurp—he had completely cast aside Xiang Ding Tian's former refined demeanor, looking instead like a starving ghost reborn into the world.

With food in his stomach, warmth rose through his body, and Xiang Yang felt much better. He had intended to sleep at once, but a glance from the corner of his eye at the five people nearby made him abandon that idea.

He was no longer as he had been before. His primordial spirit had entered the Heavenly Illusion Secret Realm, while his physical body's blood qi and true qi remained in Great Zhou. He was far from his complete state.

Moreover, this body's Niwan Palace had yet to be opened,