Inside Qianyuan Prefecture, the mist was heavy and the rosy clouds brilliant. Many ruins were wreathed in purple mist, and even the broken rubble shimmered with a divine, blazing light.
As far as the eye could see, the world was vast and desolate. All the buildings exuded a wild, ancient aura, heavy with the weight of time.
The mountains were towering, the ancient trees lush. Some branches and leaves blotted out the sky, looking as if they had been growing for tens of thousands of years.
The prefecture was divided into three regions: Heaven, Earth, and Human. The deeper one ventured, the richer the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi became, and the more fortuitous encounters and opportunities were to be found.
The various sages of Great Xia had poured their heart and soul into the refinement of Qianyuan Prefecture, expending a vast amount of resources.
