The pool is not ordinary water, but a seven-colored nectar condensed from abundant immortal qi, crystal clear and exuding a mesmerizing glow.
The pool is unfathomably deep, with bubbles encasing phantom treasures, suspended within.
Swords, bells, celestial mirrors and divine cauldrons... various immortal soldiers and wondrous treasures rise and fall within. Occasionally sensing the breath from outside, they tremble slightly, emitting a clear and melodious resonance, as if calling for a destined person able to harness them.
Any treasure here, if spread to the outside world, would be enough to trigger a bloody storm sweeping across the star sea.
However, Yun Tianji's gaze at this moment was not lingering on these treasures that would stir the heart of any cultivator.
