Within the Divine Treasury Grounds, after passing through the "Thought Treasury," the way ahead opened into a barren, empty, gloomy expanse.
Not a blade of grass grew in this space; it was utterly lifeless. Only scattered stones lay jumbled like a forest, blocking the view within the Guan Zizai Realm and granting at least some semblance of privacy.
Feng Buqing had led the way many times and knew the route like the back of his hand. He said nothing as he walked ahead. Without even seeing his face, they could tell that he had suffered some inexplicable blow this time and was bottling up a bellyful of anger.
After winding through this dim, chaotic stone forest for quite some time, they arrived at an area where black palaces stretched one after another. This was undoubtedly closer to the heart of the Divine Treasury Grounds, and Miaomiao grew even more agitated here.
That frenzied temperament had originally belonged to Yinghuo, White Night, and the others. Seeing it displayed through Miaomiao's body made Li Tianming somewhat unaccustomed to it—and somewhat worried as well.
I'll probably have to help Little Nine hatch as soon as possible. Only then can I better keep Miaomiao safe, Li Tianming thought.
At this point, they reached another region of the Divine Treasury Grounds: the "Soul Treasury." The Soul Treasury was far larger than the Thought Treasury. Palaces, halls, and buildings stretched endlessly throughout it, with traces of barrier divine patterns everywhere. The buildings and courtyards stood fairly close together... all because the Divine Treasury Grounds truly was a place where space came at a premium.
"If the Tai Yu Divine Treasury Gathering had been held somewhere vast in the Primordial Chaos Continent, the temporary residences for the participants would probably have been a hundred, even a thousand