It's better to lay it all out than pretend not to know.
When Zhao Xing responded in Ancient Tongue, the entire corridor suddenly lit up.
"Buzz~"
The mural on the wall suddenly cracked open, revealing a passage.
"Please come in, fellow Daoist," a voice echoed from within.
Zhao Xing walked steadily into the passage.
A flash of light passed.
He found himself in a Water Mansion, with the estate enveloped in water.
Everything around him was out of place compared to the Xuanhuang Realm.
On the desk, light shifted, reflecting certain scenes, while the transparent columns on each side displayed many symbols that seemed to be calculating something.
There were many orderly tables and chairs around, and fruit baskets were placed on them, indicating it was possibly a banquet hall.
On the main seat was a figure dressed in a star-dotted vestment robe, resting hands on a staff, head bowed in thought.
