The time of one incense stick passed in the blink of an eye.
The Palace Spirit appeared again, and the scenery of the palace changed.
Everyone found themselves in a vast starry sky, with flowing galaxies beneath their feet and twinkling stars all around.
"The eighth trial—Dao Enlightenment."
The Palace Spirit's voice was ethereal, "Comprehend the Dao of the stars' movement; those who gain insight within one incense stick will pass."
As soon as the voice fell, the starry sky rotated, and the trajectory of the stars changed unpredictably.
Profound Dao rhymes permeated the space, shaking everyone's minds.
The Old Formation Master was the first to sit cross-legged, forming hand seals to deduce: "The trajectory of the stars secretly aligns with the mysteries of Formations..."
Lin Wan frowned and pondered painfully: "How do I comprehend this? The stars are just spinning around..."
Bao Zhijian said proudly: "Mere star signs, watch me break them!"
