Behind the ceremonial archway, a quasi-fourth-tier Clan-Guarding Grand Formation rumbled steadily, spreading over an unknown distance to envelop the entire Dragon Household estate and conceal it from view.
But none of this could block Lin Chang's gaze. Six-Colored Divine Light flashed in his eyes, piercing forward like wondrous light from beyond the heavens, and the scenes behind the formation unfolded before him.
A broad bluestone avenue stretched out beyond the archway, shaded on both sides by spirit wood. Spiritual flowers bloomed amid spiritual energy that billowed like mist.
Farther out lay neatly squared fields, divided and concealed by formations, densely planted with spirit plants, spirit medicines, spirit rice, spirit tea, and more. They flourished far better than anything he had seen in the Song Region.
At the avenue's end stood a majestic Hall Complex, its overlapping halls, soaring eaves, and interlocking brackets appearing and disappearing in the spiritual mist like an immortal palace.
Beside and behind the Hall Complex, countless houses and pavilions were faintly visible, scattered like stars across a chessboard. It was practically a great city.
If such a sight were revealed, it alone would make anyone harboring ill intentions shrink back.
Clearly, no minor power could possess this.
Lin Changheng silently marveled. He realized that the Dragon Household truly differed from the aristocratic lineages he had seen in the Song Region, such as the Yun Family.
Although the Yun Family ranked among the Song Region's local powers, beside the Dragon Household it was a stream against a mighty river, a mound against a mountain.
The Dragon Household already possessed the imposing presence of a kingdom's overlord.
"Worthy indeed of the legendary lineage that once produced a Nascent Soul Cultivator and held the reins of Zhao Territory..."
The publicly available information Lin Chang had gathered at the Spirit