Wujie, from the Heavenly Palace, stood before a dust-covered stone door, his fingertips moving lightly.
Array patterns invisible to the naked eye lit up and faded at his fingertips.
In the blink of an eye, the stone door that had remained sealed for untold ages slowly opened amid a dull rumble.
Wang Jingcheng stood to one side, his gaze resting on Wujie as a strange look quietly flashed through his eyes.
"Wujie, if this old man remembers correctly, the fragmentary map of the Hall of Life Mandate obtained by the Heavenly Palace was incomplete as well, was it not?"
Wujie remained calm.
"The fragmentary map may be incomplete, but the changes in the array can still be traced. Just a few minor tricks—please forgive this nephew for making a fool of himself before martial uncle."
With that, Wujie took a step forward and vanished into the depths beyond the stone door.
Wang Jingcheng remained where he was. After a brief hesitation, he still led the others after him at a quick pace.
Yet the look he cast at Wujie's back held several more shades of scrutiny.
Over the past several centuries, rumors had spread throughout the Cultivation World that certain high-ranking figures within the Heavenly Palace had colluded with Divine Beings, plotting against the Cultivation World.
As a member of the Heavenly Palace, he had refused to believe it no matter what.
Regarding the matter, he had immediately questioned the Heavenly Palace's Sect Master and the elders. The answer he received was that there was absolutely no such thing. Only a few disciples had acted disgracefully in private, tarnishing the Heavenly Palace's name.
Wang Jingcheng had naturally never fully believed such an answer.
When Qingyun Immortal Mansion opened this time, he had seized the chance to volunteer, leaving the Heavenly