Tianyuan Star, they quickly perceived, was undeniably larger than Blue Star. Long before their vessel even broke through its upper atmosphere, a peculiar quality in the air registered against Lin Yi's passive perception.
It wasn't just a heavier feeling, but a distinct sense of energy that pulsed with a density far beyond what he knew on Blue Star. It was the kind of lingering resonance, he understood, that only accumulated over eons in places where cultivators of immense power had not merely passed through, but had truly resided and thrived, their sustained presence shaping the very fabric of the world around them. The sheer age and power it suggested were humbling.
The star compass steadily descended through the atmospheric layers, its journey slowing considerably as they approached the surface. It guided them with unerring precision toward a vast, forested plateau situated near the planet's outer rim.
