Sitting in the Center Above the Nine Heavens, Mastering Heaven, Earth, Sun, Moon, and Stars

Shang Qingmeng never appeared, not even at the very end.

She seemed to have a unique spawning mechanism—only Ziping could trigger it. If it were anyone else, say, Qin Zhaorong, even after all that pulling and tugging with Xiang Yuan, Shang Qingmeng still hadn't shown herself.

Another day of A-Ping's hard life.

A-Ping had probably come to terms with it. On second thought, this was pretty good too—if they ran into a powerful foe they couldn't beat, she could just throw her arms around Xiang Yuan and summon Senior Sister on the spot.

The Daoist temple ruins covered a vast area. Though the aftermath of the grandmasters' clash had reduced it to a chaotic wasteland, there was no ruling out the possibility that other opportunities lay buried within.

Xiang Yuan laid out his guess: other experts were lurking within this minor heaven, and even Nether Passage Realm grandmasters were merely chess pieces. It was not a place to linger. He had Ziping use her compass to divine the matter. If there were no opportunities within reach, they would go look for Shang Qingmeng; once they found her, they would leave at once.

Ziping had no doubts. She took out her compass, tapped it lightly with a fingertip, and began deducing the opportunities and dangers in the surrounding area.

A moment later, she really did calculate something.

"Several floating islands are linked by teleportation arrays. The entrance is nearby... Linking these islands together seems to form some kind of formation."

Ziping murmured to herself. The floating islands looked randomly scattered, but in truth they subtly conformed to the principles of a formation. As for what formation it was, her shallow knowledge left her unable to tell. But since those before them had gone to such painstaking lengths to set up a