Zhang Yu walked down the stairway. The light here was dim, with hard, rough stone walls on either side. After descending roughly a hundred steps, he finally set foot on level ground.
Before him stood an enormous wall, painted with all manner of meticulously drawn talismanic patterns.
Yet he felt he had seen such a scene somewhere before. With a turn of thought, he found the source of that impression and said, "Ginkgo, record this. We'll compare it when we return."
Ginkgo Lord said, "Yes, sir."
Zhang Yu took out the jade talisman again and stepped forward. As a faint gleam flashed over the talisman, his entire body passed straight through the wall. Where he touched, it seemed to turn into flowing water made of molten light. Once he had completely passed through, the wall returned to its former appearance.
Zhang Yu merely felt his vision dim slightly during the process, then return to normal. Looking up, he found himself standing within a vast domed hall whose span from earth to sky was impossible to see. Gentle light streamed down from above in columns, scattering more widely the farther down it went.
Along the walls of the dome hall stood layer upon layer of enormous crystal cabins, as if carved from single blocks of Glazed Jade. Each one was separated by silvery metal partitions. At a glance, they resembled an unusual kind of beehive.
Here, anyone could enter the lower level through a sundial.
The so-called lower level was relative to the inner and outer levels, because the level of power that could manifest there was lower.
Generally speaking, if an ordinary person wished to obtain supernatural power, the inner level was the easiest place to do so.
For instance, if a cultivator possessed sufficient fortune and aptitude and had