Fang Jinglin had thought it would take quite some time to refine a false body, but to his surprise, it was completed in an instant this time.
Though he had never refined a false body before, once one method was understood, ten thousand methods were understood. He naturally grasped the crucial points. With a turn of his thoughts, he knew that the Profound Court must possess some treasure capable of achieving this.
He thought to himself, It seems that while we were confined in the Prison of Suppression, much has indeed changed outside.
He was not a Court Executive, so there were naturally many matters he did not know. Though he had heard that four more Court Executives had now been added, he did not regret what he had done, for this was the Dao he himself had chosen. So long as he could answer to the Dao, nothing else mattered. If he doubted even his own Dao, then what cultivation was there to speak of?
With the aid of the false body, he pushed open the formation gate Ming Zhou had opened for him and stepped outside. He found himself aboard a flying vessel. At a single glance, he could tell that this vessel was vastly different from those he had seen before. It had likely been devised during the years he had been imprisoned.
But that was not important. What caught his attention was that four Daoists stood here, and every one of them was a superior cultivator of the Dao of Seeking Completeness. This greatly startled him.
How many cultivators of the Dao of Seeking Completeness were there in Celestial Xia? Of those still remaining, there were probably no more than a dozen. Yet he had encountered four at once here, and all of them were people