After Chen Chuan arrived at the upper level of the stepped platform, the first thing that met his eyes was a dazzling golden radiance.
The walls and ceiling were covered in mythological patterns, most decorated with inlaid gold, gemstones, and various crystal jades, along with relief carvings. The sight was exceedingly luxurious and magnificent.
For any organization or power to survive in an environment surrounded by formidable enemies, it ultimately came down to production and military strength.
Among the First People, Sacred Land Warriors, divine guards, and Nature Spirits received the greatest offerings. Since force was the greatest safeguard, the most resources were invested in them. That was only natural.
Of course, since arriving here, what had left the deepest impression on him was the First People's omnipresent mutated plants.
What he saw now was an enormous banyan-like plant. Its aerial roots ran straight through the upper and lower levels, with strands of flowing light occasionally coursing and flickering within them.
From its main trunk hung translucent sacs, similar to the ones he had seen below, though they seemed to be sealed much more tightly.
Chen Chuan passed through a gap between the branches and arrived before the trunk. He discovered First People's writing carved into the ground beneath the sacs, as well as remnants of wooden rails stretching all the way to the shaft opening through which he had entered.
He could not recognize the writing, but judging from the arrangement, he could tell that he had found the right place.
He sliced open one of the sacs and looked inside, becoming even more certain of his judgment. They were all filled with prepared medicines.
This particular sac contained something similar to Jade Bone Paste.
The sacs were nearly uniform in size. This both prevented the medicinal properties inside