In the star-scape,
countless stars floated about, some dazzling and others dim in color.
Among these many stars, a smaller one was moving about.
When it approached a certain star, the smaller star hesitated for a moment but then veered away.
No, this one is too bright. It might belong to a powerful being whose True Intent I may not be able to overcome. I need to keep looking for another.
This one is too dim.
No, this won't do—
Shen Changqing had now taken the form of a small star, shuttling back and forth in the star-scape, searching for the right star to enter.
Zhong Ning had only taught him the method to discern whether he could enter a star but not how to determine a star's strength.
Because of this, he could only make general guesses based on the brightness and color of the stars.
If the True Intent within a star was too strong, it would not only be ineffective for understanding True Intent but could also damage his spirit.
