In the inner city of Tiandu, at the Qintian Monitor, atop the star-gazing platform of the Bagua Building.
The white-bearded, white-haired Tower Supervisor sat cross-legged here. At this moment, his body shimmered with starlight; waves upon waves of this sparkling light rippled through the air, converging in the half-sky to form a massive array diagram, its endless luminescence illuminating heaven and earth.
At this moment, the Tower Supervisor, who was regarded by the people of Da Xia as an old immortal, wore a stern expression, his white hair flowing in the breeze as he exerted himself to use the Heavenly Human Gazing Skill.
Boom!
The next instant, the Tower Supervisor's body shuddered. After dozens, even hundreds of prognostications, he finally succeeded.
"Has he already broken through to the Communicating Spirit realm?"
The Tower Supervisor paid no attention to the trickle of fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, his withered eyes flashing with shock.