As if conscious of all of this, a black array emerged under Xu Yangyi. In a fleeting moment, not a shadow of him was seen any longer. 

A faint dizziness appeared before him. Having been transferred a few times, he knew that this was a forced transference. A splendid palace hall had already emerged in front of his eyes. Ancient in both style and air, the hall was so quiet that a falling needle could be heard. Beyond the ten-odd large coiling dragon pillars, there was a black throne. His Master-Ancestor Ancientpine was seated upright on it.

“Disciple greets Master-Ancestor.” 

Xu Yangyi formed a fist with his hand respectfully and saluted. Ancientpine only made a slight nod. He didn’t respond. Measuring Xu Yangyi for a long while, he said, “Your qi sea is not in your dantian?”

Xu Yangyi pursed his lips. No matter what, this point couldn’t be concealed. Thousandedge had made a large hole in Xu Yangyi’s dantian even though he’d restrained his spiritual pressure. Xu Yangyi could fool some cultivators, such as Thousandedge, but concerning Great Circle Foundation Establishment and half-step Core Formation, or perhaps say, his own master-ancestor, a Core Formation Dao Master, he absolutely couldn’t keep this in the dark. 

“Disciple…” 

Xu Yangyi was pondering how to answer, yet Ancientpine shook his head. “Don’t use empty words to deceive me.

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