Divine Spirit Origin

On the Ancient Starry Road, the sixteenth Heavenly Pillar rose into the skies, enduring since time immemorial. Before it, the figure in red halted, gazing at the names ahead as his eyes narrowed slightly.

Among the many names, three stood out with particular brilliance—the strongest kings of the younger generation, proud above all ages past and present.

Yin'er tugged at the person beside her and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"I was thinking about how those old monsters learned of our whereabouts," Ning Chen said.

Yin'er froze, then seemed to think of something. She looked toward the Heavenly Pillar and said, "It was this?"

"Mm."

Ning Chen nodded. "Nine times out of ten."

"What do we do, then?" Yin'er asked worriedly.

"Everything has its pros and cons. It depends on how we make use of them."

A glint flashed through Ning Chen's eyes. "The reward the Moonlit Tower Master promised should have arrived. Before then, there is no need for us to hide our tracks."

With that, Ning Chen swept out his right hand. Streams of sword light shot toward the Heavenly Pillar, carving his name upon it.

Yin'er also ran forward and carved down her name. Whatever Ning Chen did, she would do the same.

Not long after the two had left their names, an illusory figure draped in a silver-gray cloak emerged from the void. "Brother Ning, finding you was no easy task."

"With the Tower Master's divine abilities, there is nothing beneath heaven that you do not know. How could there be anything difficult?" Ning Chen replied calmly.

The Moonlit Tower Master smiled faintly and did not dwell on the subject. With a turn of his right hand, a radiant origin appeared and flew toward the young man.

"Brother Ning's reward."

"Thank you."

Ning Chen swept up