"Celestial Court?"
Qi Yun softly repeated the two words, his brow furrowing slightly as he slowly shook his head.
He had scoured the many classic texts and secret records in the Holy Sect's Scripture Pavilion, even some of the ancient scrolls that were never circulated. Yet, he couldn't recall any clear mention of this name.
In the ethereal myths and legends of his past life, however, the name "Celestial Court" was incredibly famous.
But the "Celestial Court" that Qian Xin Master spoke of was clearly not the administrative body of gods and immortals from those myths.
"It is..." Qian Xin Master's tone was heavy, filled with the solemnity of one describing a distant and sublime existence. "A behemoth composed entirely of True Monarchs."
Qi Yun's gaze sharpened.
'Composed entirely of True Monarchs?'
