Xiao Hua had pondered for a long time what grand formation lay beneath Yaotai Mountain—whether it was a Confucian cultivator formation or Daoist formations—but he had never imagined that the Demon Refining Pot would appear here. This ferocious, almost monstrous spectacle before him, these hundreds of Nascent Souls, this vast-as-smoke-and-sea Vast Righteous Qi, all seemed unable to escape the Demon Refining Pot's pull!!!
"Do you find it shocking?" A faint, drifting voice arose from above Xiao Hua's head.
Xiao Hua's heart jolted. This is bad. He looked up and, sure enough, saw Kong Hongwu standing upon a star path in star armor, his face dark as water.
Though Kong Hongwu's expression was still far from pleasant, his earlier anxiety had vanished, replaced by the air of a man with a plan already in hand.
Xiao Hua narrowed his eyes and swept his gaze over the vortex. Green-robed Xiao Hua had already closed his eyes. Upon the Ice Mirror that had been refined, the six-colored radiance had also become exceedingly faint. Unless one examined it carefully, it was no different from the other Nascent Souls.
"Indeed! I have never seen such a shock—such an astonishing sight," Xiao Hua said with a smile. "Had someone from the Immortal Palace not laid this grand formation here, I would never have received such an opportunity."
"Heh heh, at a time like this... Taishi Zhanran, you still dare call yourself this old man's subordinate?" Kong Hongwu sneered. "You still have the face to stand before me?"
"Why could I not?" The Azure Dragon saber in Xiao Hua's hand turned slightly, its blade-light flowing as he replied blandly.
Kong Hongwu looked at the Azure Dragon saber, then at Xiao Hua's face, and said meaningfully, "When I brought you into the Star Lord Palace, I already told