Beneath the blood mist, a barrier that went from soft to firm blocked his fingers, preventing them from reaching any deeper.
Li Weiyi used his hands to peel away layer after layer of blood mist, and he could vaguely see outside. He discovered that the towering, majestic Fusang Divine Tree and the boundless Tanggu Sea had flashed before his eyes, only to be replaced by a reddish-brown wasteland.
Just now... had his eyes been playing tricks on him?
He walked in several other directions, but he could not get out there either. The blood mist blocked him within a cramped area.
Only several yards across.
Senior Spirit Tablet did not know exactly what was happening and analyzed, "Your mind power is probably still not strong enough. To travel farther and gain complete control over Lesser Yang Star's mysterious power, you will need more spiritual light and a higher realm."
Li Weiyi asked, "Three Masters, how did you ascend Lesser Yang Star back then? Why did you gather here? And what happened in the great battle a thousand years ago?"
A long silence followed.
Coffin Senior was still the first to speak. "Knowing too much at your current stage is not necessarily a good thing. Just cultivate steadily and keep your feet on the ground."
Master Urn was even more straightforward. "The truth is, we do not know much either."
Senior Spirit Tablet said, "That's right. Though the three of us know some things, we only understand them halfway. Saying them aloud might instead mislead you. Whether you regard it as a planet or Buddha's Sarira, you will need to walk farther down the Spirit God Path before you can uncover its secrets."
"This is your path. You must slowly feel your way forward yourself."
Coffin Senior seemed to recall something