The wondrous sight before them left Pei Zongti and Bai Chenshan standing there in a daze.
Confucianism emphasized "exhaustively investigating the principles of things" and investigating things to attain knowledge.
The geomancer lineage focused on observing terrain and topography, distinguishing Celestial Fiend Qi, and discerning the course of dragon veins.
Yet none of their learning could explain the scene before them.
What was more, staring for so long left their Yin Souls dizzy.
Prince Lucuan had seen something similar before. He was the first to recover and said gravely, "We're inside Chongwen Gate, aren't we?"
Pei Zongti closed his eyes and nodded. "That's right. The street for the caravans is just past that road."
At those words, Prince Lucuan immediately raised the jade tablet in his hand high.
In an instant, a fierce wind swept the three of them forward.
Unlike Li Yan, who had needed to wait, the three Yin Souls flew directly over Chongwen Gate.
With a flicker, they saw the caravans endlessly circling along the street.
Another blur flashed before their eyes, and they arrived at the place where the peach tree and the statue of the Ferocious God Queen Mother had been enshrined.
By then, the place was already a scene of utter devastation.
Holes left by the roots of giant trees covered the ancient city wall. Whenever windblown sand swept past, the wall repaired itself.
But in the blink of an eye, black mist welled up from the depths of those holes, and they appeared once more.
The altar that had once enshrined the stone statue of the Ferocious God Queen Mother had vanished without a trace. All that remained was a huge, charred-black pit like obsidian.
"There really is a problem!"
Prince Lucuan, who had been calm moments ago, now wore an expression of