It felt different from entering 'Yuanshi.'
The moment Zheng Qing set foot on Taiyi's mountain path, a sense of warmth and familiarity inexplicably rose within him, as though he were meeting an old friend he had known for years. He did not know whether it was merely psychological or whether the feeling was real, but without a doubt, it was a good omen for the current situation.
What was similar to entering Yuanshi was the scenery along the way.
The winding, secluded mountain path; the densely layered rocks; the narrow stone crevices; the Heaven-Connecting Path leading straight to the core; the altar walls, domes, plazas, altars, and the 'four-way paths' connected to the altars—everything was identical to Yuanshi's internal layout, with barely any difference.
Zheng Qing guessed that the school had probably done this to save a great deal of design time and material costs.
Of course, the content of the reliefs on Taiyi's altar walls concerned the legendary giant Artu Grut. Zheng Qing easily spotted several classic scenes from The Biography of Artu Grut, such as Artu battling ancient gods from another world.
Moreover, the 'Battle Robe' suspended above Taiyi's altar resembled the armor of a future warrior, forming a stark contrast with the flowing Wizard Robe hanging above Yuanshi's altar.
At the end of the Heaven-Connecting Path.
Zheng Qing stood beneath the three-tiered round platform of blue glazed ware, tilting his head up at the slowly rotating armor floating in midair. He took a deep breath and murmured, "--I'll leave the outside to you."
Immediately afterward, he felt his left ear grow lighter. A green figure darted into the void, and the thin mist surrounding the altar was abruptly stirred awake. It churned violently like boiling water, winding toward that green figure. Before long, the Little Green Dragon,