Deep in the starry sky, where the Heavenly Court had its headquarters, palaces stood in magnificent clusters. At that moment, in one of the many bedchambers to the southwest, the little Immortal Phoenix He Mu had brought back was just waking up.
The little Immortal Phoenix named Chongli had now assumed human form. He perfectly embodied the traits of the Immortal Phoenix Race: a face like polished jade, graceful bearing, and peerless beauty. Judging by appearance alone, he looked every inch a first-rate prodigy.
His complexion, however, made it easy to see that this striking young man seemed to have suffered serious injuries. His origin appeared depleted, requiring careful recuperation before he could gradually recover.
As he slowly awakened on the bed, Chongli discovered to his surprise that he had actually left the ancient battlefield. He was now in human form, lying in a bed.
He tried to prop himself up, but the movement aggravated his injuries, making him grit his teeth in pain. He did not know where this place was or how he had arrived, and remained wary of everything around him.
Desperate to know where he was and why he had come here, Chongli forced himself upright nonetheless and began examining the palace hall around him.
He remembered being ambushed on the ancient battlefield and forced into an enormous rift in the void. In other words, this should be the other end of that rift; he simply did not know where in the Immortal Domain it was.
While Chongli was still quietly examining his surroundings, countless thoughts twisting and turning in his mind, a Heavenly Court maid outside heard the movement and entered. She bowed to Chongli and greeted him.
"You're awake, young master? Is there anything you need? Please just give the word."
Hearing this, Chongli