Chongguang drew a deep breath and looked around.
Before his eyes, flying eaves stretched across the sky like swords and halberds, painted beams hung over the wilderness like a river of stars. Glazed tiles atop the hall shone with a cold radiance day and night; black jade steps wound with misty patterns, while smoke and haze surged at dawn and dusk.
So quiet. There isn't a single person here.
Chongguang cautiously approached the center of the great hall and looked up, only to see an octagonal bright mirror hanging high overhead. Its light illuminated all directions, leaving nowhere to hide.
Beneath the mirror stood seven three-legged round cauldrons in a row, wisps of azure smoke drifting from within. The scent of sandalwood permeated the air. Like smoke dragons, they coiled through the hall and around jade pillars, concealing wind and thunder within, as though dragons were roaring. Such an immortal scene only made Chongguang more cautious. He stood where he was, not daring to step forward.
Then he looked toward either side of the hall.
Upon the two jade pillars carved with dragons, a couplet had been written in bold, flowing strokes. It carried an intense Dao essence, and Chongguang's Sea of Consciousness immediately felt as though it had suffered a heavy blow.
Left jade pillar: The axis that steadies the righteous qi of Heaven and Earth.
Right jade pillar: The place that safeguards the peace and health of all living beings.
Horizontal inscription: Upright and Radiant!
Only after a long while did Chongguang finally come back to himself. His expression was strange as he thought, There really are so-called righteous cultivators Beyond Heaven?
This has to be fake, right?
*Anyone capable of writing such words is either truly devoted to the righteous path, straightforward enough to be deceived by