Deep beneath the central pavilion of the Myriad Spirit Safe hall lay the Star-Vault Chamber. Carved directly into a huge geode of sky amethyst discovered during the mountain’s first digging, the chamber served as the nerve center for the safe hall’s grand defensive network. Smooth, purple crystal walls curved upward into a vaulted dome eighty feet high. It hummed with the quiet, harmonized shakes of underground leylines.
Lin Xiao hovered at the center of the chamber upon a raised dais of polished white jade. His semi-clear sapphire body pulsed with rhythmic waves of azure light, perfectly timed together with the glowing runes embedded in the floor.
“Dao Spirit,” Lin Xiao communicated inward, his mind expanding outward into the void. “Synchronize the star tower array with our internal senses. Let’s see what’s actually happening outside the window.”
“Starting deep-spectrum astral three-point sighting,” the Dao Spirit’s sweet-sounding voice responded, its man-made clarity ringing like crystal bells within his soul ocean. “Bypassing sky refractive distortion. Piercing spatial space-folding boundary layer. Establishing direct spirit sense projection in three... Two... One.”
A soft, golden chime echoed through the amethyst chamber.
Instantly, the ceiling above them seemed to dissolve into thin air. Swirling streams of astral starlight, spatial map point lattices, and shimmering violet data-streams came together in the center of the hall. He condensed into a breathtaking, three-space-folding cosmological projection suspended four feet above the jade flat stone slabs.
