Upon entering the seclusion grounds, Yu Chen set four phantom swords at the four directions to guard the place, then looked toward Horned-Head Immortal and Spirit Fang Immortal.
"Regarding the Yellow Court Way, is there anything the two of you still do not understand?"
As he spoke, Yu Chen's aura continued to decline. Very quickly, it fell from a level slightly superior to the Imperial Envoy's and slightly inferior to Shang Jun's, to a level even somewhat inferior to Tongming's.
Horned-Head Immortal and Spirit Fang Immortal exchanged a cautious glance. Though the embryonic Dao Fruits they had once condensed had been dissolved by secret arts, their insight remained. They could tell that the weakening of Yu Chen's aura was not backlash from forcefully raising his cultivation with some secret technique, but rather because he had dispersed his strength elsewhere.
After considering it, Spirit Fang Immortal said softly, "If Master has matters to attend to, you may deal with them first. Azure Lion and I have already memorized Master's teachings. Should we encounter anything we do not understand, we will naturally come here to ask."
"That will do. You may choose any of the stone chambers nearby."
Yu Chen did not insist on teaching them anything further. After Horned-Head Immortal and Spirit Fang Immortal bowed, they each departed.
Yu Chen set down another layer of restraining laws around himself, and his aura weakened to its utmost limit. The little mana that remained was only enough to sustain the embryonic Dao Fruit.
The mana he had separated out entered the instance world of the Nine-Rank Status system together with Yu Chen's consciousness.
Haotian Primordial Qi Sea, Milo Palace.
Beneath the flickering, insubstantial Yu Chen, a ninth-rank azure lotus bloomed with a faint clear radiance. Threads of black death qi coiled around it,