Trailing tattered spiritual light, the Starfall Boat passed through the astral winds of the Shattered Star Sea and finally reached the Star Palace's main peak on the seventh day. Clouds and mist wreathed the summit, and white jade halls gleamed in the sunlight. In the square before the halls, Elder Sun had long been waiting with a group of Enforcement Hall disciples. Seeing the Starfall Boat descend, he hurried forward.
"Han Li! Zi Ling!" Elder Sun's heart sank at their pale faces and erratic auras, then at the Void-Folding Formation patterns on the boat, more than half of which had shattered. "What happened in Myriad Demon Valley? That bastard Ling Xiaozi..."
Han Li braced himself against the boat's side and stood. He briefly explained the Blood Soul Grand Formation's overwhelming might, Ling Xiaozi's scheme, and their desperate escape, then took out the fragments of the Star-Illusion Token Ling Xiaozi had left behind. "Elder, Ling Xiaozi has activated the Blood Soul Grand Formation. Unless we stop him in time, every living being within a thousand miles will become fodder for it. The Star Palace... must send its forces!"
Elder Sun took the fragments and swept his spiritual sense over the violent spiritual power lingering on them. His expression changed abruptly. "The Blood Soul Grand Formation... an ancient forbidden art of evil cultivators! That bastard Ling Xiaozi actually dared revive it in Myriad Demon Valley!" He spun around and barked at the Enforcement Hall disciples behind him, "Relay my orders! Assemble the Star Palace's Thirty-Six Peak Heads and all Seven-Star Guards. Depart for Myriad Demon Valley at once! Also, ask Grand Elder Xing Xuanzi to emerge from seclusion!"
Inside the Star Palace's main hall, the Thirty-Six Peak Heads stood in two rows, the atmosphere solemn. Han Li and Zi Ling stood in