Qingyi focused his mind to the utmost, each thought narrowing into a single thread of absolute concentration.
The Black Palace stood at the heart of the demonic realm, just as the Celestial Orthodox Martial Alliance stood at the center of the orthodox realm.
And just as the orthodox world was home to countless sects and empires, the demonic realm had its own demonic sects, nations, and the seventy-two Lords, each of whom was a powerful Celestial Emperor in his own right.
He had to be extremely careful. A single one of them sensing his presence would be enough to end everything.
After nearly thirty seconds of extending his perception throughout the cosmos, he finally managed to pinpoint the exact location of the Black Palace in space.
It hadn't been easy.
The palace was protected by numerous arrays designed precisely to prevent that kind of probing—layers upon layers of spatial defenses capable of scrambling the perception of any ordinary cultivator.
