Heavenly Surveillance Bureau.
Third floor.
Jiang Ning raised his head slightly, gazing at the billions of stars above that gathered and scattered, shifted and transformed unpredictably, converging like a nebula. His gaze grew faintly solemn.
A moment later.
"Senior, how do I view this Zhou Tian Star-Dipper Disc? How do I use it?" Jiang Ning asked without turning his head.
"Your Highness has attained success in the Immortal Dao and revealed your Primordial Spirit. You need only close your eyes and stir your mind. This item requires no special method," the Blind Elder beside him said.
At that, Jiang Ning closed his eyes.
With a slight stir of his mind, the Primordial Spirit seated within his spiritual platform opened its eyes in an instant.
In that moment, he saw a densely packed nebula floating within a world of darkness.
Billions of stars shimmered, dreamlike and illusory.
Then his consciousness plunged headlong into the countless stars.
The surrounding stars varied in brightness, some bright, some dim, some radiant, some faint.
Those with weak light were as feeble as fireflies, liable to go dark at any moment.
The bright ones hung high like stars, their splendor blazing.
As his consciousness merged into one star after another, scenes of every kind unfolded before his eyes.
Some scenes were familiar, others strange, yet he had memories of nearly every scene that appeared. All were within the thirty-six prefectures of the Nine Provinces.
Long ago, his Primordial Spirit had already swept over most of the land beneath heaven.
And his formidable Photographic Memory allowed him never to forget anything he had seen.
As long as he had seen something once, he would never forget it.
For ordinary people, such formidable memory would become an immense burden if they lived long enough.
But having reached his