With Mandala providing an internal Spirit Map, the three moved swiftly.
Suddenly, Sanskrit chants echoed through the ancient void, and space twisted violently.
A mysterious pavilion, ancient beyond compare and entirely dark blue, stood deep in the endless void. A terrifying suction burst from it, and it pulled Mu Chen away.
"Who?!"
The Eldest Miss of the Endless Fire Domain and the Martial Border Little Princess instinctively joined forces and attacked. Yet their blows, far beyond the Supreme Realm, struck empty space, and the pavilion vanished.
"Who attacked Mu Chen?"
A beautiful woman in a white dress paced anxiously back and forth. Her lovely features were clear and delicate, and her usually lively eyes blazed with anger and worry.
"Don't panic. Perhaps this is an opportunity."
The woman in a colorful dress, her hair falling in alluring waves, remained exceptionally calm.
In the Ancient Heavenly Palace, the Heavenly Pool and the Hall of Divine Abilities were two of the Heavenly Palace's most important places.
The Hall of Divine Abilities, also known as the Scripture Repository, held three thousand Daoist scriptures and eight hundred divine abilities.
It was said that even among the thirty-six Peerless Divine Abilities that had shaken the Great Thousand for ages, several were sealed there. It was the supreme martial sanctuary in the hearts of countless Tianluo powerhouses.
The hall itself was a mighty Sacred Artifact, and it had given birth to a Spirit of the Artifact.
In ancient times, disciples of the sect who displayed stunning talent were often drawn inside of their own accord.
For instance, breaking through a bottleneck, displaying extraordinary insight into a certain divine art, or overwhelming powerful foes in sparring could all draw the Scripture Repository's attention—and earn its summons.
"So he was pulled away by the Scripture Repository?"
Lin Jing