Leaving Great Cultivator Shen Ze sat on the Stone Meditation Mat. He did not need to receive the information transmitted by the Stone Meditation Mat; that information had long been passed down in his sect.
He familiarly immersed his mind into the Stone Meditation Mat and used the Secret Art to guide his mind into sensing the Heavenly Secret Garden.
"What's going on?" In his perception, there was no sign of any Heavenly Secret Treasure at all.
He could hardly believe it. Though there had been cases in history where the Divine Hall had produced very few Heavenly Secret Treasures, and even one time when it had produced only a single Heavenly Secret Treasure, there had never been a case where not even one Heavenly Secret Treasure had been produced. Just look at the resources spread everywhere outside—it showed that there was no problem with the operation of the Divine Hall. So how could the Heavenly Secret Garden, after several hundred years of recuperation, still be unable to produce a Heavenly Secret Treasure?
In the normal environment of the Cultivation World, a Heavenly Secret Treasure would probably take tens of millions of years to be born, but the Heavenly Secret Garden was a special space. That had been proven by time.
Great Cultivator Shen Ze withdrew his mind and stood up from the Stone Meditation Mat. He circled the Stone Meditation Mat several times and examined it carefully, but he found nothing wrong with it.
In fact, he could not see anything either. He was only comparing the condition of the Stone Meditation Mat against the records of his sect.
In the end, he sat on the Stone Meditation Mat once more, unwilling to give up, and again immersed his mind into the Stone Meditation Mat beneath him, beginning another