Under the weaving of Ni Bao and Chen Zhu, the treasure before them gradually took shape. Faintly, it could be made out as a Daoist robe.
Treasure light shone out from within the robe, dyeing the sea of clouds silver-white. The restrictions outside could not block it in the slightest.
Lin Tingzhi sat in the outer chamber. He sensed the treasure aura within surging outward layer by layer. Though exceedingly gentle, when it brushed against his face, it still carried the profundity of a vast ocean. The sea of clouds could be seen billowing outward in successive layers.
As expected of an Upper Layer artifact.
Seeing that the disturbance was too great, and fearing that the treasure's emergence might alarm all sides, he circulated his magical power and summoned over a wisp of Clear Vault Aura. He smoothed the sea of clouds, and within moments, concealed all the treasure aura that had spread from the inner chamber.
Amid the collision of auras, relying on his unique Dao method, he also came into contact with many of the mysteries within.
He believed that this treasure artifact had most likely halted at the very final stage of its creation and had never truly taken form. Perhaps it had sensed a change in Origin Xia's heavenly mechanisms, or perhaps it had been evading its own tribulation.
Likely for this reason, Origin Xia had failed to truly detect it. After all, before it had become a treasure artifact, it could not affect the Origin Xia Heavenly Order. Moreover, the Great Dao had not yet been fully seized, leaving a gap behind. Only then had it been possible for it to remain hidden.
And now, this treasure was completing that final step.
What Ni Bao and Chen Zhu had done was merely guide and weave.