"Not bad."
His gaze swept across Sun-Moon Mountain's Spirit Plant Garden, every sight reflected in his eyes.
He could naturally see that the Spiritual Resonance here had already gained faint traces of Dao Rhyme.
From the earliest ninth-grade Spirit Plants to the fourth-grade Spirit Plants now being cultivated, even Lu Qing could not help but sigh at how drastically this place had changed—far beyond expectations.
When there was nothing to do, Lu Qing rarely sustained this strand of Divine Sense.
Because it was an incarnation condensed from Dharma Power.
Over time, the power of Dharma Power would gradually be worn away.
Lu Qing had always used it sparingly.
But the place with the most Primordial Era records was undoubtedly the sect's Library Pavilion. It was necessary to return and take a look.
Some permissions had been opened on Lu Qing's disciple Jade Token, though he had never entered before. Now that his cultivation had risen, he could browse certain ancient accounts as well.
This was also to prevent disciples whose cultivation was inadequate—and whose Dao Hearts were equally inadequate—from having their Dao Hearts shaken upon seeing the many sealed accounts of the Primordial Era.
After all, in the eyes of many Immortal Cultivators, the Primordial Era was either a despairing age when the Demonic Path filled the skies, or a glorious Golden Age of Cultivation with Immortals gathered like clouds.
With a thought, Lu Qing stepped out.
He headed for the nearest Library Pavilion.
The Library Pavilion stood lofty and majestic.
Spiritual Jade Slips shone one after another, waiting for disciples to extend their minds into them.
"This strand of Radiance of Time passed through the turbulence of the River of Time. I wonder whether what it manifests is the final period of the Primordial Era, or some randomly imprinted