Gazing up at the seemingly endless starry sky, Xiao Hua's doubts surged. He could not help but ponder in secret: "Our Daoist sect has the Heavenly Dao, and this Xiao's space contains the Heavenly Dao Starry Sky. Even Heavenly Dao Xiao Hua has contemplated the mystery of the Heavenly Dao for nearly two hundred years without any particularly obvious progress. Yet starry skies have appeared again and again within the Confucian cultivators' controlling formation. Oh, right—weren't the seals upon Liu Yi and the others' spiritual roots also star power?"
"Star Moon Palace! Right, there was also the Star Moon Palace—the Star Moon Palace mentioned by Zhu Qing of Star Picking Tower!!"
Just as Xiao Hua was thinking, "Buzz, buzz..." A gigantic ark slowly flew out from one side of the sphere. Quite a few cultivators stood aboard it. The moment it appeared, several powerful divine senses swept out from the ark, landed upon Xiao Hua, and immediately locked onto him.
Xiao Hua's thoughts were interrupted, and he frowned slightly. Without moving, he stood quietly where he was. When the flying vessel drew near, Xiao Hua saw clearly that at its bow stood an elderly man with crane-white hair and a childlike face, dressed in embroidered robes. His expression was calm. Upon seeing Xiao Hua, he actually smiled faintly and nodded at him.
The old man seemed to possess some secret art for concealing his cultivation as well. Xiao Hua took a look and could only tell that he was around the mid-Nascent Soul stage. As for the specifics, Xiao Hua had no intention of employing a secret art to investigate.
"True Person Xiao..." A slightly delighted voice rang out from the gigantic ark, and then a female cultivator flew down from it. She was Fairy Jing, whom Xiao Hua had