Chapter 61: The truth.

Zhao Tianqiong did not immediately ask Chen Yan to continue. He understood the hidden implications behind Chen Yan's words.

Instead, he raised one hand and slowly swept it through the air in a gentle wave.

In the next second, a faint ripple of spiritual energy spread from his palm, so subtle that it was almost impossible to notice. It moved across the chamber before sinking into the walls, floor, and ceiling.

One formation pattern after another emerged beneath the surface, thin lines of light connecting into a complicated network that gradually surrounded the entire room.

Zhao Tianqiong watched the patterns settle into place before making a small adjustment with his fingers. He rotated them clockwise, and a final thread of spiritual energy connected the formation together.

The faint hum that followed lasted only a few breaths before disappearing completely into the air. He slowly lowered his hand to his side and turned his gaze toward Chen Yan.