Daoist Bi Ming's cultivation was not especially high, but his combat ability was formidable, and his flight speed was extremely fast. He was therefore very suited to reconnaissance.
He was gone for two months. When he returned, he had used the Origin Capital Mysterious Diagram; most of that time had been spent traveling and surveying that region.
Upon returning to the Upper Layer, he did not pause for even a moment before heading straight to the Guardian of Rectitude Palace. After meeting Zhang Yu and briefly recounting what had happened on this journey, he waved a hand and scattered a stream of spiritual radiance, displaying everything he had seen in detail.
Zhang Yu looked into the spiritual radiance and saw vast plains spread within it, as if viewed from high in the sky. The scenery raced backward at tremendous speed. This should have been Bi Ming's own perspective at the time.
Before long, the speed of flight slowed. Along the mountains, plains, and flowing rivers and lakes stood small cities lush with water and grass. These cities dotted the land like stars scattered across a board, and it was not difficult to see that their inhabitants were natives.
At the center of every city stood a magnificent temple. From the architectural style and the methods of worship, it was clear that they had no small connection to foreign gods.
The foreign gods of the previous era had almost all been like this, and Zhang Yu was well acquainted with them. Though they had endured the Turbid Tide, the greatest power on the Earth Continent in the previous era—the foreign gods as a group—had not completely vanished. Instead, they had remained quite prosperous.
Perhaps this was because the foreign gods had never produced a true "ruler," nor had there ever arisen