On Wenfa Peak, the Scripture Pavilion stood silently at the mountaintop like a slumbering giant beast.
The majestic building, towering over a hundred feet, was divided into nine levels, with flying eaves and carved beams, each floor enveloped in a faint spirit light, as if containing endless mysteries.
Around the pavilion, countless runes flowed, forming a massive protective grand array, exuding a solemn and dignified aura.
Chen Sheng stood in front of the Scripture Pavilion, looking up, feeling a deep sense of history coming at him.
Here lay the repository of countless cultivation techniques and Daoist skills inherited over millennia by the Three Elements Dao Sect, a treasure vault for Dao Sect disciples to draw knowledge from.
Upon stepping into the first floor, Chen Sheng's heart was instantly filled with shock.
The spacious hall was filled with bookshelves as far as the eye could see, neatly arranged with scrolls of Qi cultivation level cultivation techniques.
