Whoosh!
Amid the streaming mist, waves roared. Several Daoists with unfathomable auras drifted within the Mist Sea like scattered sparks.
Their leader had an ethereal bearing, with a hint of a Celestial Person's grace. He was Xingyuanzi, master of the Star-Picking Pavilion.
Yet the pavilion master was not in the Star-Picking Pavilion in the Central Sea Region. Instead, he had come to the edge of the mist wall sealing off the Celestial Star Sea.
Hum!
Faint vibrations traveled from an immense distance, as remote as an autumn cicada's fluttering wings, stirring only the slightest ripples.
But the moment those ripples met the mist wall, it was as though thousands upon thousands of lightning bolts had struck. The Mist Sea shuddered violently, and gaps immediately appeared in the mist that had been as dense and impenetrable as walls of copper and iron.
A large hand reached out and grasped the air, drawing a wisp of energy from those rising ripples.
It belonged to a white-haired elder holding a tortoise shell.
Beneath its pavilion master, the Star-Picking Pavilion had seven great star palaces corresponding to the seven stars of the Northern Dipper. This white-haired elder was Miaosuanzi, master of the Celestial Pivot Palace.
As the energy landed in his palm, Miaosuanzi flicked a finger against the tortoise shell. It emitted a faint yellow glow accompanied by a strange sound.
"This qi came from the Western Sea..." Miaosuanzi stroked the tortoise shell, his expression somewhat complicated, and sighed. "Qi Refiners arise from all living beings and model their arts upon heaven and earth. When their arts reach fruition, heaven and earth naturally respond. For these qi fluctuations to be so violent, the Buddhist Sect's plan has likely succeeded. Fellow Daoist Brahma Sun has now surpassed us and stands above the Great Vehicle..."
"Above