The next day, a faint rumble echoed from all directions in the sky.

The magnificent giant star once again spewed spiritual qi towards the capital. Chen Xun and Black Bull were still lying back in their chairs, looking somewhat uneasy, unable to accept such a massive object hanging above the sky.

"The spiritual qi in all directions of the capital is so abundant it's almost dripping, and this star just keeps going."

Chen Xun cursed under his breath, trying to convince himself to accept it. "Bull, let's set off for the Tower of Babel. I heard it's a bit far, so let's buy tickets."