"Of course it's true. It's no secret." Huo Yueling nodded.
She told him that, aside from imperial dragon qi, another important thing helped provide such reserves: mind secret power.
Then she explained further. Everyone had boundless potential, and every fleshly body held treasures. Through various forms of cultivation, they would erupt with immeasurable divine power, allowing one to step onto the path from mortal to divine.
Although mortals had never unlocked them, cultivators all came from among mortals and possessed that same potential. Through words and the resonance of minds, those still-unopened treasures could be released and transformed into sacred secret power.
In plain terms, that was the fortune of a nation.
"If even a mortal kingdom is like that, what would a divine kingdom be like?" Di Yi asked.
"I don't know. That's far too distant. Even in ancient times, such a kingdom couldn't have existed." Huo Yueling shook her head. "But there were legends of the Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms in the Primordial Era."
"The Three Thousand Divine Kingdoms..." At those words, Di Yi seemed to touch upon something, and a fragment of memory grew clearer.
It seemed he, too, had once founded a kingdom and ruled over endless mountains and rivers, not confined to a single world. Across all heaven and earth, beings had chanted his name.
"We're almost there." While Di Yi and Huo Yueling were chatting, the palace attendant gestured toward the halls ahead, then withdrew of his own accord.
Within the restricted grounds of the imperial palace, certain places were not open to just anyone. This was one such place, where only members of the imperial family could enter.
"There's a world of its own behind this gate." Although the gate ahead was tightly shut, Di Yi could still see the scenery beyond it.