Within the Starship, in the Starship Hall.
A figure sat high upon a throne, his body wreathed in faint, mystical purple light. His face was shrouded in a blur, impossible to see clearly. Only his eyes were visible, as deep as the stars in the highest heavens and as cold as a ten-thousand-year abyss, as he gazed down upon the azure planet below.
Profound Origin Daoist Venerable!
To make this descent, he had not hesitated to expend a portion of his lifeblood, using a Secret Technique to forcibly power the Starship and traverse the endless void.
This was because his Cultivation at the Nascent Soul Realm had long surpassed the limits of what this world's remaining teleportation arrays could bear; only by relying on the Starship's own power could he truly descend.
It was for this very reason that he had been delayed for so long.
