"Bodhidharma's power—Heavenly Eye? You're the Sweeping Monk?!"
The instant Jiang Dali heard the voice in his mind, his heart jolted. Yet he swiftly focused himself, locking his gaze onto the clear image before him. A magnificent scene appeared before his eyes.
Mountains rose like walls, and amid them stood a bustling city. Three large words were carved above its gates: Tianyin City, Shenwu Kingdom. The view, as though seen from high above, swiftly drew closer, revealing a towering, majestic mountain that stood above all the surrounding peaks.
A ten-thousand-step stairway soared into the clouds along that mountain, leading directly to its summit.
Buildings stretched across the mountaintop in an imposing complex, filled with alert and capable warriors dressed in black trousers and red garments. An enormous, lofty tower stood tall at the peak.
"The Heavenly Alliance!"
Though Jiang Dali had never visited the Heavenly Alliance, the sight of such grandeur on the mountain immediately brought those three words to his mind.
The image flashed again. It was as though he had plunged from the heavens, passing through clouds and mist, descending deeper and deeper beneath the cliffs before gradually entering a dense forest below and arriving in a valley.
There was unexpectedly a great lake within that valley, and at its center stood an exquisite pavilion fashioned from gold and jade.
The instant he saw that pavilion, a purple-black figure radiating dominance shot out of it like lightning. The figure ran over the waves like the wind, suddenly raising a radiant object high overhead and throwing back his head in wild, exhilarated laughter. The lake water surged and exploded into sprays under the force of his laughter.
"Hahahaha! Heaven truly favors me! Heaven truly favors me! With this divine object, from this day onward, across all nations under heaven, only