On the green jade desk in the Star-Magnetic Pavilion, the Star Palace Token lay beside the Ancient Magnetic Essence Scroll. Han Li's fingertips brushed across the complete text of the Magnetic Essence Diversion Art on the scroll. Although the Purple Forbidden Enclosure Star Chart in his sea of consciousness had been restored, a thin mist still shrouded it. Over the past six months, he had repeatedly studied the cultivation arts left by the Twin Saints, yet he always felt an elusive barrier between water-magnetic power and the source of magnetic essence.
"Sixth Elder, the Grand Elder summons you urgently!"
Before the steward's voice transmission faded, the falling star iron lamp tucked against Han Li's chest suddenly grew hot. The star power within its flame no longer pointed the way, but transformed into a deep blue bridge of light that stretched straight to the Star-Gazing Platform atop Purple Star Peak-the place where the Twin Saints' divine sense projections most often appeared.
On the Star-Gazing Platform, Grand Elder Xing Chenzi stood with his hands behind his back. Two faint figures of light hovered behind him-the primordial spirit projections of the Star Palace Twin Saints, Ling Xiaofeng and Wen Qing. Ling Xiaofeng's projection was imposing as a mountain, with Primordial Magnetic Divine Light coursing around him like serpents of lightning. Wen Qing's projection was pure and ethereal, yet an unshakable sorrow lingered between her brows. Though both were much dimmer than half a year before, their imposing presence had only grown.
"My disciple, come closer." Ling Xiaofeng's projection spoke in a deep voice like rolling thunder.
Han Li knelt on one knee, the Profound Water of his nascent soul trembling faintly within his sea of consciousness. "Your disciple Han Li pays his respects to the Twin Saints."
Wen Qing's projection raised a hand,