Golden Turtle Island, Biyou Palace.
The grand hall gleamed with a brilliant, myriad-phenomena splendor. Qi Lijing sat cross-legged on the Master's teaching throne, and before him, numerous meditation mats were arranged in neat rows.
Yet the palace was utterly empty. Aside from a few golden cauldrons venting wisps of purple smoke, there was not a single disciple to be found. Forget about the boy attendants standing outside the gates; even the six personal attendants of the Master were nowhere near him.
Chapter 995