His tone was resolute, and his eyes were sharp. His sword was lifted high, and shed sword essence bright as frost, exuding an ethereal air. No longer the coward from before, white mist rose beneath his feet as he flew into the hall.0

Li Xuanfeng naturally followed close behind, golden bow glowing as he sped forward. The round grand hall was somewhat empty, with a few square cauldrons placed about. A jade platform, radiating brilliant white light, stood at the center. The jade platform had eight corners and was shaped like a blooming lotus. A jade box, etched with intricate golden patterns, gently floated in the air above the platform.0

The hall alternated between light and shadow. Golden light lit up the ceiling, where talismans hung from red threads at varying heights, swaying and colliding in the gust stirred by the two intruders.0

The highest seat of law...0