Wang Ping had been keeping watch over True Monarch Diwen's consciousness, but even with more than half the seals removed, it remained dormant. His gaze pierced through the vast cosmic web, and after several days of observation, he reached a preliminary conclusion.
True Monarch Diwen's consciousness had long been connected to the Central Continent Star's core energy and infused with stellar energy, leaving him perpetually trapped in an instinctive chaos. Moreover, this state had lasted too long, causing instinct to form within his consciousness. That instinct made Di Wen feel that sleep was normal, while waking was a mistake.
The other True Lords were likewise observing True Monarch Diwen's condition. They must have noticed the root of the problem as well—or perhaps they had long suspected it. Otherwise, they would not have preserved part of True Monarch Diwen's main consciousness beforehand.
Just then, Wang Ping sensed intense energy fluctuations from the transfer network he had set up at Thousand Wood Temple. A faint smile appeared on his face, and he immediately turned his gaze toward Bai Yan.
Bai Yan looked at him as well. As their gazes met, Xuanqing said, "What dense Supreme Yin Aura—and it's at Fellow Changqing's dojo on Central Continent Star."
It was Daoist Tongyu. He had awakened because of the arrival of the True Lords.
Thousand Wood Temple, Winter Water Mountain.
Deep underground, the cave that had once been dim was now filled with dense violet light. Daoist Tongyu's body floated in midair, surrounded by thick Netherworld energy. The aura continuously churned, sometimes condensing into savage ghostly faces, sometimes turning into wispy gauze robes.
Suddenly, a blinding violet bolt burst from the crown of his head. Yet when the lightning struck the surrounding rock walls, it caused no damage at all, because Wang Ping's defensive