Qian Yun, or Zhao Weiqing, whoever it was on the other side, clearly did not have kind intentions, judging by his dominant, threatening tone.
"In this macrocosm, I am your king. Not because I control the realm, but because I control the seal in your foundation tower. I can destroy your personal spiritual world, your foundation tower, with a mere command. I can also help improve it, strengthen its functions, and help you become a successful law cultivator. It all depends on the outcome of this exchange."
"How did I get in here, exactly?" Han Xuhan asked, not letting any trace of fear crawl into his tone.
"I summoned you, or more accurately, a certain spiritual aspect of your existence, like your soul, through the seal. It's very easy. Happens to be one of the major functions of the seal. This was one of the ways to keep the new disciples of the Holy Land in line as well as weeding out any imposters and spies."
