In the deepest part lay a deep pool, its clear and sparkling surface pleasing to the eye. Chi Zhiyun carefully examined the surroundings, then gently formed a spell with his fingers.
On the stone walls within the cave mansion, lines swiftly lit up, densely weaving outward and sealing off the inside from the outside. The faint emanations spilling forth were exceedingly formidable—it was a Zifu-level formation, even cutting this span of the Great Void from the world.
Only then did Chi Zhiyun bend down, his eyes burning with fervor as he gazed at the deep pool, waiting a full quarter of an hour before a reflection gradually surfaced in the once pitch-black water.
Above the pool there was naught but bare blue stone, yet the water mirrored a small tree—silvery and brilliant, its delicate and beautiful leaves like strands of silver, rising and falling with the gentle ripples.
