After Wang Ping finished speaking, his consciousness descended upon the distant starry sky through the Transfer Array. Yulian was already connected to Wang Ping's Primordial Spirit, so her consciousness naturally followed him across the stars.
Beneath the silent starry sky, a gentle white light streaked through the black-and-white intertwined expanse like a meteor. When the white light shone upon Wang Ping's avatar, it made his consciousness feel a faint warmth.
"Is that the embryonic form of a divine kingdom?" Yulian's voice sounded within the Spirit Sea.
The True Spirit bearing the 'Sky-Veiling Talisman' was surrounded by countless spirit creatures. They frantically followed at its side, and their joyous emotions could even influence Wang Ping.
Their frenzied worship generated vast amounts of faith spirituality, forming an embryonic divine kingdom in the space where the True Spirit resided. It truly deserved to be called a Taiyan cultivator—even after losing its consciousness, its instincts could still beguile other living beings.
The True Spirit quickly discovered Wang Ping's avatar. A ray of spiritually infused light immediately rose beneath the avatar's feet, but Wang Ping's avatar had already transferred away. Yet the moment he steadied himself, dense clusters of spirit creatures appeared out of thin air around him and detonated the spiritual energy within themselves.
The spiritual energy impacts formed countless energy vortices within his spiritual perception, stimulating Wang Ping's consciousness.
"Not entirely without tricks."
Wang Ping made his assessment. His consciousness remained utterly unmoved amid the spiritual energy impacts. He extended his Left Hand and gave a gentle tap, and a boundless transfer space instantly formed.
The next moment, the True Spirit let out a strange cry. It seemed to sense danger and wanted to flee, but it was already too late. Just as its cry spread through the spiritual energy of the starry