Heavenly South, Star-Magnetic Peak.
The void rippled faintly, and Han Li appeared soundlessly before the Way-Seeking Palace. His return disturbed no one. With his deity transformation middle stage cultivation and deeper understanding of space, his comings and goings had truly begun to resemble a divine dragon whose head appeared while its tail remained unseen.
He did not immediately summon the senior officers, but strolled into Zi Ling Hall instead. The hall was as quiet and serene as ever, its furnishings unchanged; only the familiar figure in purple was missing. After a century of travel, Zi Ling had yet to return. Though Han Li worried about her, he felt more calm trust than concern. With her nascent soul great perfection cultivation and the treasures he had bestowed on her, she should be safe as long as she did not deliberately venture into deadly places. He left a divine sense imprint telling her that he would leave for Great Jin again, for a few years at the shortest or several decades at the longest. If she returned, she could continue cultivating in seclusion at the Star Palace or go to the Chaotic Star Sea to join Ling Yuling and await word from him.
After making arrangements for Zi Ling, Han Li stirred his will. Wherever Nangong Wan, Ling Yuling, Lu Yun, Zhou Tong, Shi Mang, and Wen Siyue were within the palace, all six felt their divine souls clear. A gentle yet irresistible divine sense enveloped them, and the next instant, they appeared together in a side chamber of the Way-Seeking Palace used for council meetings.
Seeing Han Li seated at the head of the chamber, the six found his aura even more unfathomable than before. Yet he exuded no oppressive pressure, only a reassuring stillness. They hurried forward and bowed. "Greetings,