The palace's lofty halls were adorned with hanging vines, frost-pattern latticework, and architectural motifs of ten thousand rivers. They symbolized life without end and an unbroken legacy, while lending the place the grandeur of an ocean embracing every stream.
"We've prepared another copy according to your requirements. This time, the gods and demons have also inscribed their True Spirit inheritances within it. Please inspect it."
The God of Time and Space held out a black metal object engraved with intricate incantations in both hands.
Inside were cultivation methods, profound teachings, divine abilities, combat arts, insights, essential principles, and more, preserved through many different media.
"Heh." Su Lin took it and examined it with his senses. "There's quite a bit more here than before, both in quantity and variety. Looks like they've put in everything they had."
"With your help, the primordial beings have set sail once more from time's long standstill. They've made progress, too, during their years of contact with the worlds and their timelines." The God of Time and Space placed his right hand over his chest and bowed slightly, as though expressing his thanks.
"Rogue Dragon suggested giving them a quick death." Holding the Inscription Stone, Su Lin turned and pushed open the doors of the Heavenly Dao Library, which had been built anew within an hour.
The paired doors, a blend of ingenious craftsmanship and classical design, slowly opened. Beyond them lay the first level: an ink-wash Cave-Heaven shaped in black and white, complete with pavilions and halls, winding bridges and covered walkways, flower-paved paths, cloud walls and moon gates.
"You aren't my subordinates. At most, I invited you here as temporary actors. Whether we cooperated or opposed each other was a matter of interests."
With his back to the God of Time and Space and