After Zeng Anmin came back to his senses, he did not immediately respond to Daoist Master Jiyuan before him.
Instead, he sank his consciousness into his Sea of Consciousness Space.
Within the Sea of Consciousness Space, a star flickering with an icy, ghostly radiance hung overhead. It stood even higher than the phantom of the Ancestral Dragon Diagram.
"What... is this thing even for??"
Zeng Anmin rubbed his chin, puzzled for a moment.
The Dao Ancestor Remnant Soul had vanished too abruptly, leaving him with countless questions he had not had time to ask.
Just as he pondered it.
"Buzz!!"
The Dao Star slowly lit up beneath his gaze.
Zeng Anmin waited expectantly, yet after a long while, the Dao Star gave him no response whatsoever...
"It only knows how to light up?"
Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.
"Buzz~"
The Dao Star lit up again.
"Besides lighting up, can you do anything else? Like raising my strength by an entire rank out of thin air."
Zeng Anmin asked hopefully.
"Buzz~"
The Dao Star lit up again.
"Go screw yourself!"
Zeng Anmin could not help but curse.
"You're just sitting here twinkling, twinkling, little star?"
He directly withdrew from the Sea of Consciousness Space.
"Had I known, I wouldn't have wasted my breath on that old bastard. All I got was this damn thing..."
Still cursing under his breath, he opened his eyes.
He then saw that the heavenly stairway before him had already dispersed.
Only Daoist Master Jiyuan remained.
At that moment, Daoist Master Jiyuan's face was gloomy, yet beneath that gloom lay a trace of humiliation.
He looked at Zeng Anmin and wanted to speak, but he now understood a fact he had no choice but to accept.
Without Zeng Anmin's permission, he could not even speak.
Because the hundred-and-eight-step