The three of them walked slowly along the palace path paved with jade-colored spirit stones.
Towering spirit trees lined the road, clusters of flowers bloomed in profusion, and scattered motes of spiritual light drifted on the wind, shrouding the entire royal divine domain.
After winding their way past countless tiers of high platforms and through countless carved jade gates, a magnificent hall standing at the very heart of the divine domain finally came fully into view.
This was Elf Planet's supreme core holy land—the Elf Sanctuary.
The entire sanctuary had been built along the mountain's contours, soaring high and imposing, its whole structure piled and carved from ten-thousand-year spirit white jade.
When sunlight spilled down, the hall reflected a warm, crystalline white glow, pristine and holy, untouched by even a speck of dust.
The layered flying eaves atop the hall curved with elegant fluidity. Hollow spirit-crystal wind chimes hung from every corner, and whenever the breeze brushed past, they rang with clear, lingering chimes.
Outside the hall stood two rows of dozens of thick jade pillars entwined with dragons. Their surfaces were carved with life spirit patterns that seemed to grow and coil around them, vivid as living things as emerald spiritual light flowed through them without end.
From afar, the entire sanctuary appeared solemn and majestic, luxurious and grand. It combined the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with royal authority, its sacred aura rushing toward them and stirring an involuntary sense of reverence.
As they stepped through the great doors of the sanctuary, the sights within were even more dazzling.
The hall's interior was exceptionally vast and open, its ceiling soaring ten thousand zhang high. The view stretched boundlessly in every direction, without the slightest sense of confinement or oppression.
The western wall was embedded with countless tiny