After Zhang Yu and Daoist Zhan Kong descended, they restrained the qi around themselves so as not to affect the things nearby.
Daoist Zhan Kong landed on the ground and lightly swept his sleeve. A gust of clear wind passed over the area, turning all the grass and vegetation covering the ritual platform into flying ash and sweeping it away, revealing the structure's original appearance.
Yet a trace of surprise appeared on his face.
Zhang Yu said, "Has Guan Zhi discovered something?"
Daoist Zhan Kong stared at the upper portion for a moment, then said solemnly, "Many of this ritual platform's construction methods and arrangements closely resemble the techniques of my Origin Capital lineage. And... Guardian of Rectitude Zhang, look up there."
Zhang Yu followed his gaze and saw a tiny diagram of square and circle at the top, embedded with lines of longitude and latitude. It looked most unusual.
Daoist Zhan Kong said solemnly, "This is the seal-mark used by my Origin Capital lineage before we merged into Celestial Xia. Back then, we established many outposts across the lands, and every one bore this diagram as its identifying mark."
Zhang Yu said, "Was this once an outpost of the 'Origin Capital Sect'?"
Daoist Zhan Kong pondered for a moment and said, "It should not have been left behind by the sect itself. The sect's outposts all followed standard designs, not this form. It ought to have been left by some cultivator within the sect."
He secretly frowned. Deep within Eastern Court Land, the Turbid Tide was dense, and all manner of alien gods and strange monsters lurked there. Anyone capable of reaching this place would certainly possess no little cultivation. Even one at the level of Primordial Spirit Shadow Reflection would face countless perils here. Only a Profound Venerable