Ye Lin nodded lightly. As the two spoke, they had already arrived inside a golden hall. At the center of the hall floated an enormous golden sphere of light.
Blue threads crisscrossed over the sphere's surface, weaving together into a scene of breathtaking beauty.
"Lord Inspector, I've brought the people you wanted."
Ye Wen spoke toward the empty hall.
"Alright, you may leave."
An aged voice rang out from within the hall. Ye Wen nodded at the words, glanced at the two of them, then turned and departed. Once Ye Wen was gone, Ye Lin turned to look at the sphere ahead.
He sensed a familiar aura from the sphere, as though he had encountered it before.
"Well? Beautiful, isn't it? This is the Heaven-Monitoring Instrument. It was through it that we discovered the two enormous figures of yours."
At that moment, an elderly figure emerged from behind the sphere, leaning on a cane. With a kindly smile on his face, he slowly approached them.
Ye Lin's eyes narrowed as he watched the old man. Yet the panel he had expected did not appear.
If the panel did not appear, there was only one possibility: the old man before him was a major realm above him in cultivation.
"This old man is putting on some pressure."
Hong Batian transmitted to Ye Lin. Ye Lin turned his head and saw Hong Batian staring at the elder with a grave expression, as though facing a formidable enemy.
"Don't be afraid. I won't harm you. This old one is called Fu Heng. You may call me Elder Fu—it's easier that way. May I know how the two young friends are addressed?"
Fu Heng came to stand before them and said with a chuckle.
"Ye Lin."
"Hong Batian."
"Hong Batian. Not a bad name—quite