Dao Xuan sat quietly in a side hall of the Eight Sceneries Palace, his consciousness immersed in the Chaos Bead as he comprehended the Dao resonance of Primordial Violet Qi. He tempered his Dao foundation and accumulated the reserves needed to break through to the middle stage of Quasi-Saint.
The prehistoric land.
Heavenly Court, Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Dijun sat high upon the imperial throne, wearing a sun-crown and an emperor's dragon robe. His expression was majestic, and his gaze flashed like lightning.
Taiyi stood beside the throne, his Golden Crow battle robe fluttering. He looked exceptionally valiant, while the phantom of the Chaos Bell rose and fell above his head, his aura sharp as a frozen blade.
Below the hall, Demon Master Kunpeng—whose true body remained in the Heavenly Court even after his Divine Soul entered the banner—still looked pale and weak. Deep within his eyes, resentment lay hidden.
The Sovereign Fuxi had refined features and held an Eight Trigrams jade disk. His expression remained tranquil, though a faint and nearly imperceptible worry lingered in the depths of his eyes.
"How goes the drilling of the Stars of the Heavens Great Array?" Dijun's low voice echoed through the hall.
Taiyi answered, his voice ringing like steel. "More than half of the three hundred and sixty-five great Stars of the Heavens banners have been completed, while the fourteen thousand eight hundred lesser banners are also being forged at full speed.
"The three hundred and sixty-five Great Luo Demon Gods have been selected, and forty-eight thousand Taiyi Demon Generals are practicing the formation. They have begun to show signs of drawing upon the power of the stars!"
Fuxi stepped forward. Light flowed across the Eight Trigrams jade disk as it derived the trajectories of the Stars of the Heavens. "Your Majesty, Eastern