Behind the Pill Hall.
White jade steps led into a courtyard wreathed in immortal qi. An osmanthus tree stood there, its branches seemingly wrought from pure silver. Each blossom that drifted down turned, the instant it touched the ground, into a golden centipede, a toad, or some other creature, then scattered...
All around was still. Only footsteps approached, slow and measured.
A near-full moon glowed around a figure whose face was indistinct. His long Lunar Yin robe brushed the ground, patterned not only with moons but with flowing springs...
"The last fragment of the [Lunar Treasured Mirror] is here..."
Fang Qing gazed at the osmanthus tree but did not act at once.
His Spiritual Sense spread like mercury spilling across the ground. Above him, the sky grew hazy and chaotic with green, and fine rain began to fall.
The rain turned to mist, faintly touching some Lunar Yin mystery and making the moonlight blaze.
"An immortal formation? There's still power from one guarding this place?"
"If I seize the treasure rashly, the Taiyin Pure Lunar Radiance will kill me!"
Through the omnipresent [Winnowing Basket Water], Fang Qing gained a faint understanding of the immortal formation before him.
If he was willing to pay the price and drive the Golden Seat with all his strength, he could break it.
But that would take time, and he would inevitably suffer backlash and Heaven's Disfavor. Given time to heal, that would be manageable. If another powerful enemy appeared, it would be trouble.
"Ah... I knew it wouldn't be this easy."
Fang Qing sighed and abruptly swept out a hand.
Crash!
The fine rain across the sky burst forth like a dam that had long held it back, becoming a heavenly river!
It surged across the stars, exposing everything hidden along its course!
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