"A large composite true realm?"
Chu Mo looked at the label before him, his interest stirred.
Judging by the panel's prompt, this dungeon should have been assembled from several true realms. But could true realms really be joined together?
A true realm was the manifestation of a cultivator's Dao Path. Setting aside different paths, even cultivators who followed the same path each had their own unique understanding. True realms also contained personal wills, which could not merge with one another.
"What are you thinking about, Youxuan?"
Yingnian's voice pulled him back to reality. Chu Mo came to his senses and shook his head slightly. "I was just wondering when this true realm was left behind, and how ancient this so-called Primordial Era really was."
"Who knows? Perhaps as long ago as a Dao Venerable's entire lifespan?"
Yingnian smiled and shook her head. "Even to the natives, this place is only a legend. Its true history can no longer be verified. Still, the Cloud-Robed Cosmos drifting back near Fuli is a kind of fate."
She paused and glanced sidelong at Chu Mo, a glimmer of unusual light rising in her starry eyes.
"Would you like to go inside, Youxuan? Though you only came here to escape the Sect Master's notice, you're here already. Wouldn't it be a wasted trip if you didn't witness the ancient cultivators' splendor for yourself?"
Chu Mo did not refuse. "Since you invite me, fellow Daoist, I will gladly accompany you."
Yingnian smiled radiantly and lifted her delicate hand. A command talisman flew from her sleeve and hovered before them. Engraved with bird seal script, it glowed faintly and traced a gentle stroke through the void. Layers of ripples suddenly appeared above the ruins ahead, spreading like waves across water and revealing a swirling entrance.
"This is