The four middle-aged figures in yellow robes landed at the site where their two fellow sect members had fallen and began to examine the area.
After looking around, a chubby middle-aged man in a yellow robe took out a compass from his chest.
A bright yellow, three shades brighter than the yellow robes they wore.
Palm-sized, perfectly round, fitting snugly in the palm.
The compass was engraved with densely-packed small characters and scales, extremely intricate.
The chubby man in the yellow robe exhaled, his hands tensed slightly.
The compass glowed faintly, and the densely-packed characters and scales slowly rose to the surface, ascending into the air.
Supported by the bright yellow light, they floated up to two meters high, then began to enlarge.
They enlarged and enlarged until they formed a bright yellow compass with a diameter of ten meters.
This bright yellow compass was condensed from the bright yellow light, somewhat hazy and blurred.
