In the grand hall at the core of the pyramid, a massive golden circle broke free from the shackles of gravity, shedding a layer of ash, and slowly floated upright as if it were a door.
Li Pan sat cross-legged in mid-air, gazing at the 'door,' for a moment unable to recall why he had opened the 'door' in the first place.
After all, since he had mysteriously awakened in this desert of sand and heard the summoning from that human figure, that shadow, that Black Pharaoh, and came to the pyramid to cultivate, many years had passed.
He had been continuously cultivating Spiritual Energy, always cultivating Spiritual Energy...
Aside from that, he wanted nothing else.
So much so that by the time he had mastered all the secret techniques in this tomb,
Li Pan had forgotten his original purpose.
But so many years later, today he had indeed become a master in Spiritual Energy, Pharaoh Li Pan, at least now able to fully recognize his true self from the perspective of Spiritual Energy.
