Phoenix King's Divine Pattern

Whoosh!

Nie Yun and the others stepped out of the gateway and appeared in a vast hall. It was empty and boundless, with no end in sight and nothing inside...

"Is this the core of the Big Dipper Star Palace? Why is it so crude?"

Nie Yun could not help but stare blankly at the scene before him.

Judging by the aura they had sensed outside, the interior of the Big Dipper Star Palace should have been incomparably magnificent. Why was it as empty as a wilderness, utterly unlike what he had imagined?

"We're here, we're here! Nie Yun, hurry and bring out the Seven Swords to refine them and communicate with the spirit of the Sword Palace!"

Unlike Nie Yun's puzzlement, Ming Hong, who existed only in soul form at the side, looked utterly excited.

"Bring out the Seven Swords? All right!"

Nie Yun nodded and flicked his hand. The Big Dipper Star Lord's Seven Swords flew into the air.

"Heh heh, collect!"

The moment the Seven Swords appeared, a sinister chuckle sounded from nearby, followed by a sharp cry. A gigantic handprint appeared in the air, scooping up and completely enveloping the Seven Swords before vanishing from where it stood with a whoosh!

"Ming Xin?"

Seeing this and sensing the distinctive aura from before, Nie Yun immediately understood what had happened. He turned to Ming Hong, thick killing intent filling his eyes.

"Ming Hong, I never thought that even after offering your soul in sacrifice, you would still betray me!"

In this situation, even a fool could see it. Ming Hong's soul sacrifice and surrender to Nie Yun had been nothing but a lie. His true purpose had been this very moment—to let Ming Xin seize the Seven Swords!

If one wished to completely refine the Big Dipper