The Starry Elder knew the consequences of being disturbed during seclusion. Though angry, there was nothing he could do about it.
He could make an appearance, but taking action could not be done lightly. The final rule was one not to be breached, even if the Starry Elder wasn't afraid—it simply wasn't the right time.
Returning to the outer realm, Dragon Aotian didn't seem upset. Calmly and methodically, he pondered his next move. The Starry Elder's improved strength, to him, made things more interesting.
Having a worthy adversary was rare. With the Starry Elder present, Dragon Aotian could constantly remind himself that cultivation should never be neglected. Every moment was an opportunity for growth.
A shift in power was inevitable—that fact could not be changed.
Yet formulating the right method was tricky. The Starry Elder was no ordinary individual; devising a means to evade his scrutiny while transferring power required careful planning.
