Heavenly Court, High Heaven Hall.
The Heavenly Emperor sat upon his throne. Before him, mysterious light formed a mirror, reflecting a place within the Demon Realm.
Within the mirror's image, Li Zhuo was dashing and handsome, like a sword immortal descended into the world. He was locked in a bloody battle against a group of fiends, his sword energy immensely powerful—one streak of it could destroy a single fiend.
"He isn't quite so useless after all. He has already mastered two Soaring Divine Abilities.
"With his current comprehension, once he reaches the True Immortal Realm, he should be able to master a Limitless Divine Ability. He has not disgraced the bearing of a Human King."
The Heavenly Emperor was somewhat satisfied. At least Li Zhuo was no longer as unbearable as he had been before. "As long as he continues tempering his character, he can barely possess a few traces of my former elegance. That Jing Chen did a good deed. If Li Zhuo had remained in the Chiqing Realm, he would have been far too comfortable and would instead have found it difficult to achieve anything."
Suddenly, the light mirror shifted on its own.
The Profound Yellow Heavenly Secret Mirror monitored the Three Realms.
So long as the Heavenly Emperor wished to pry, he could glimpse even the movements within the Demon Realm.
Yet when it manifested images by itself, it often signified an upheaval in heaven and earth.
Ripples spread across the mirror's surface, and an image gradually emerged.
Within the strange heavenly tribulation of the dark void, someone was submerged beneath tribulation lightning, seemingly undergoing a tribulation.
Yet no matter how the Heavenly Emperor activated the Heavenly Secret Mirror, he could not clearly see that person's appearance.
The entire image was veiled in a hazy gray mist.