Qing Chen faced the towering Nine-Story Tower, grumbling inwardly.
His words had barely fallen when the tower seemed to go mad, shaking ever more violently, its swaying growing wider and wider.
A ceaseless rustling filled his ears, like a steady drizzle, yet mingled with a heart-stopping sense of danger.
Countless flakes of lime and stone slabs cascaded from the tower's summit like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, their splendor concealing murderous intent that sent a chill through him.
Once the dust settled, the tower's jade-like interior stood revealed, strange power flowing through it, crystalline and radiant-a breathtaking sight.
Before Qing Chen could recover from this sudden spectacle, the entire Treasure Pagoda slowly rose into the air.
Then it began spinning wildly like a top gone out of control.
Golden light spilled in all directions, so dazzling that it was difficult to look at directly.
The light seemed almost solid, blazing like fire, like a scorching sun overhead, illuminating everything around it as though daylight had descended.
"So this is the true form of the legendary Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda. It truly is magnificent beyond compare, its wonders unfathomable."
Qing Chen's eyes widened as he stared unblinkingly at the Treasure Pagoda. It shrank smaller and smaller until, in moments, it was only a foot tall, suspended in midair.
Uncertainty and astonishment filled Qing Chen's heart. He thought the Treasure Pagoda was about to ride the wind away and vanish into the heavens.
To his surprise, the Treasure Pagoda abruptly changed direction and shot toward him like an arrow loosed from a bowstring.
This is bad! Qing Chen instinctively tried to dodge, but since this Treasure Pagoda possessed the divine ability to "seize the creative power of heaven and earth," how could a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him evade it so easily?