Hong Yuan let his sleeves fall and smiled. "I have no objection to giving you some pointers. But will it be just you, Pavilion Master?"
"You jest, Dao Lord." Xingyuanzi cupped his hands. "You are invincible beneath the heavens. Who could contend with you? However arrogant this old man might be, I would never dare face you alone."
He paused, then sighed. "Though I am old and my strength is waning, I would still like to preserve these old bones. I cannot toss them about carelessly. If the opportunity arises, I would even like to see the scenery higher up-"
"Oh? Then what do you propose, Pavilion Master?"
"My Star-Picking Pavilion has a formation called the Northern Dipper Seven-Kill Star Formation. Once activated, the heavens unleash their killing intent. Its power is truly terrifying." As he spoke, Xingyuanzi swept his sleeve, sending a streak of radiance shooting skyward.
In an instant, it rose thousands of feet, hanging high like a brilliant star. This was the Mystic Yellow [Star-Picking True Essence] that Xingyuanzi had cultivated.
As [Star-Picking True Essence] burst with dazzling radiance, it seemed to give a signal. Points of starlight lit up atop the towering peak that housed the Star-Picking Pavilion's gates. Seven shone brightest among them. Though inferior to Xingyuanzi's Mystic Yellow, they still bathed the night sky in silver.
These were the qi auras unleashed by the Star-Picking Pavilion's seven palace masters-Heavenly Pivot, Heavenly Balance, Heavenly Mechanism, and the others. Four had reached the Mystic Yellow level, while the remaining three had attained the third stage of the Human Dao.
The seven streaks of starlight revolved around [Star-Picking True Essence], with hundreds upon thousands of flickering sparks farther out.
It was as though the Milky Way had poured down from beyond the nine heavens and fallen into