Han Li's vision went black. Through the haze, he felt as though he had crossed countless stretches of space. When light appeared, he looked around at the place where he had arrived.
Everything was grey and misty, but the drifting fog did not block his sight. With his Nascent Soul cultivation, Han Li could see a long way.
"Is this the Chat Group?" Han Li wondered. He did not know exactly what a "group" was, but surely there should be some chatting?
Suddenly, Han Li found himself rising into the sky against his will. When he reached a certain height, an astonishing sight appeared.
Ten Dao Lights of different shapes appeared before him. Looking closely, Han Li saw a spinning Jade Disc, a lamp, a rotating Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, and an enormous spider.
There was also a black Dragon roaring fiercely atop a half-rotten tree. The others were a pill furnace, a rushing river, a soft beam of light, a sphere formed from countless flying swords, and, last of all, a figure wearing a battle robe of Grey Mist.
The Jade Disc, the Yin-Yang Taiji Diagram, the lamp, the river, and the beam of light were each edged with a ring of gold, setting them apart from the rest.
Han Li's Nascent Soul trembled. Several of those symbols exerted a pressure unlike anything he had ever felt. The Jade Disc was worst of all—one glance made him feel as though his entire body would split apart!
"May I ask why you seniors have summoned this junior?" Han Li dared not look any longer. He cupped his fists and asked his question.
In the Shrouding the Heavens World, Meng Chuan watched Han Li enter the group. A long while passed before Han Li spoke.
``` [Prospective Group Member] Han Li: May