Seven "thrones" shone with spiritual light as a group of human cultivators swore oaths beside them, reciting the true words drafted in advance by the Demon Race. Stirred by their recitation, the thrones' divine radiance rippled outward like water.
A million years ago, this sight had been commonplace across the Divine Land. At that time, Later Demon Race civilization had only just turned from prosperity to decline, yet it still bore the symbols of its greatest glory. Back then, their divine system covered nearly the entire planet. Aside from Holy Dragon Abyss, every current of spiritual power on this world lay under their control.
Just as mortal human governments had specialized departments to regulate waterways and construct irrigation works, they even had dedicated gods and clans to regulate the planet's spiritual veins and the flow of spiritual energy.
Humans had a discipline called "feng shui," which studied how to follow the flow of spiritual power to find areas rich in spiritual energy. But the Demon Race had no need for that. They directly shaped feng shui.
And all that immense power revolved around thrones like these.
At the height of the Demon Race's glory, such thrones had once covered the land, anchoring the Demon Race's divine system to this planet. Those thrones shining with divine splendor had continued to glow even as the Demon Race gradually entered its strange age of stagnation.
As though they were the lingering rays before the sunset of a civilization.
Yet in this age of humanity, the reestablished thrones no longer symbolized any civilization.
They were merely subjects of human research.
Hundreds of human cultivators clustered around the thrones like ants, attempting to use their own wisdom to unravel the mysteries of the Later Demon Race's divine methods.
But the situation did not seem optimistic.