Cold moon hung high, scattering remnants of its glow upon the Human World.
Atop the mountain, Li Chen sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly shut, attuning himself to the cosmic powers of the stars.
Above his head, barely visible to the naked eye, swirled a counterclockwise vortex, drawing in Spiritual Power from thousands of kilometers around like rivers to the sea.
As Li Chen's consciousness ascended to 30,000 meters, he suddenly spotted a Bai Guang cutting through the night sky towards the Arctic Region.
Northern Lights?
Sensing this, Li Chen's heart surged with excitement.
If he could capture this Northern Light, he could use it as an opportunity to practice the Light Pupil Technique and exhaust the land in search of his goal.
With this thought, Li Chen immediately set his sights on the Northern Lights.
However, the Northern Lights seemed to have developed a consciousness of their own. They darted back and forth within the cloud layers, playfully elusive.
