The Dao Realm.
Xu Xuan returned to his place. With a thought, he descended from that expanse of void into the hall once more. His earlier exploration had already revealed quite a few secrets.
"A pity I could only see the broad outlines, not the exact locations of these grotto-heavens."
Many grotto-heavens of the Ancient Era lay hidden within the great void, undiscovered even after ten thousand years. Even a True Lord would find it exceedingly difficult to determine their locations.
Yet the Dao-Contemplation Hall truly allowed him to survey the heavens, gazing up at Great Luo and down into the great void. Even the Buddhist lands of Mount Sumeru and the immortal heavens of lesser yin could be seen. It was wondrous indeed.
"Even a magic treasure probably couldn't do this."
He was now certain that the former master of this Dao Realm had been at least an Immortal. He simply did not know why it had fallen into its present state.
The Dao Realm was peaceful now. He left the Dao-Contemplation Hall and walked over to the heavenly stele.
Many Dao lineages were recorded on this stele. The recently added "dry yang" stood opposite "cold yin," but no further changes had appeared.
Xu Xuan shifted his gaze to ancestral qi and the Four Symbols. Both were merely names upon the stele, with nothing else to show. The Five Virtues and Nine Qi were clearer, with some revealing their imagery. Most were lineages Xu Xuan knew well, ones still manifest in the present age.
"If the Dao lineages change in the future, I should be able to observe it through this stele."
This Dao Realm already yielded quite a few resources, including greater yin and mystic qi Spirit Treasures. It could already supply a sect's cultivation needs, though he