Li Ye had just been about to continue his deductions.
But then his Divine Sense suddenly wavered, and endless exhaustion welled up from the depths of his heart.
His vision went black.
The surrounding Star Curtain dispersed.
Even the Sun-Moon Rings lost their spiritual glow and fell to the ground with a "clang."
"..."
"My spiritual power has actually been completely drained?"
Li Ye could scarcely believe it.
His spiritual power was vast as a sea of mist. Even ordinary Nascent Soul Cultivators probably did not possess more spiritual power than he did, yet now it was utterly empty, not a single drop remaining.
This thing had consumed so much spiritual power after deducing for less than a moment. If he wanted to truly deduce a result, would that not require a sea of Spirit Stones?
Li Ye suddenly felt that he had found the meaning of earning Spirit Stones—this was truly a colossal Spirit Stone-devouring beast.
"Phew."
He let out a long breath.
Then he began replenishing his spiritual power, preparing to welcome the approaching fat sheep... no, the princes.
He could already see a dragon carriage drawn by flood dragons crossing the sky toward this place.
The carriage was entirely forged from pure spirit gold, carved with countless sculptures that might have been nothing more than flamboyant luxuries, yet it did not seem vulgar. Instead, it radiated majestic authority.
"Tsk."
At a glance, he could tell that the dragon carriage's "symbolic significance" outweighed its practicality, as though it existed solely to display its owner's power.
Honestly, if a disciple from any sect acted like this, the disciples of other sects would probably mock them for the next thousand years—but within a special power structure like an imperial dynasty, it was fairly normal.
Distinctive. Majestic.
The materials Perfected Person