Chapter 87 - A Conversation with the Guardian System
Thus, three and a half years passed like the wind in the Mystic Realm. Tian Ling had delved deeply into his cultivation, isolating himself from the outside world to refine his skills and better understand his Dao. The palace where he resided was enveloped in serene calm, broken only by the gentle sound of the breeze passing through ancient trees and the distant songs of exotic birds.
On a tranquil morning, as the rising sun painted the sky with golden and rosy hues, Tian Ling sat in a lotus position at the center of his main hall. His breathing was slow and rhythmic, and a powerful aura emanated from him, causing the air around to vibrate slightly. He was about to conclude a meditation session that had lasted several uninterrupted months.
Suddenly, a cheerful and excited sound echoed through the palace corridors. Small air currents began to stir, and a silver glow swiftly passed through the open windows.