A golden sky, magnificent and unparalleled.
A pack of cerulean wolves walked through the air. Fang Yuan sat on the back of the wolf king, the strong wind blowing his hair back.
His gaze was steady, a thoughtful expression on his face. Over the past few days, he had been pondering the secret words of the Di Qiu inheritance, but had made no progress.
In the distance, a magnificent palace gradually emerged, revealing its circular flat top.
Noticing this, Fang Yuan immediately looked over, pushing aside the chaotic thoughts in his mind.
A hint of emotion flickered across his face.
The Sacred Palace, finally!
As Fang Yuan approached, the majestic palace slowly revealed its full appearance.
It had eight floors, over eight hundred zhang high. The first floor, the bottom, covered the largest area. The second floor stood above the first, the third similarly.
Each floor was surrounded by city walls forming concentric circles.
The palace walls were three zhang thick, solid and seamless. On the walls, spaced at intervals, were seven-colored towers. Each tower was a different color: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet, alternating.
Stacked layer upon layer, the entire Sacred Palace looked like a towering mountain.
As Fang Yuan rapidly approached, the whole palace seemed to rise from underground, appearing abruptly in the world, its aura piercing the skies!
Magnificent, the Sacred Palace!
Even Fang Yuan, with all his experience, felt admiration at the sight.
"What's that flying in the sky?"
"The wolf king has arrived!"
"Just like the intelligence said, that should be the pack of cerulean wolves."
Fang Yuan's appearance also drew the attention of the Gu Masters in the Sacred Palace.
At this moment, over ten thousand people had already gathered in the Sacred Palace. These people were lucky: after entering the blessed land, they were near the palace, so they arrived before Fang Yuan.
Hei Loulan had already given instructions, and the Gu Masters in charge of reception quickly responded.
When Fang Yuan slowly descended, someone was already standing at the huge gate of the first floor.
As soon as the wolf king beneath Fang Yuan touched the ground, the reception Gu Master came forward, bowed, and said, "Lord Wolf King, you have returned. I am deeply honored to escort you into the city. Your residence is on the eighth floor, and the room has already been cleaned for you."
"Hmm, no rush. First, take me on a tour." Fang Yuan nodded indifferently and dismounted from the cerulean wolf. Out of respect for Giant Sun Immortal Venerable, riding was not allowed in the Sacred Palace; one could only walk.
"As you command, my lord. It is my honor."
Following the reception Gu Master, he entered the Sacred Palace.
Inside the Sacred Palace, there were many pavilions, terraces, and palace courtyards. From the outside, one could see upturned eaves, raised corners, copper tiles gilded with gold — magnificent and splendid.
The various buildings were constructed to interconnect and interlock. In some areas, they were spacious and bright, with grand layouts. In other areas, corridors crisscrossed, halls were scattered, and the space was winding and unpredictable.
Inside the pavilions and halls, both pillars and beams were covered with bright paintings and carvings, exuding an atmosphere of luxury and wealth.
"My lord, this is the Palace of Joy and Music. The great ancestor Giant Sun, now residing in the Sacred Palace, holds grand music festivals here every day. According to historical records, during each festival, many concubines compete to dance in hopes of winning the great ancestor's favor."
"My lord, this is the Spring Soup Hall, which has the largest hot spring in the Northern Plains. The great ancestor Giant Sun invites hundreds of concubines here every seven days to bathe and play."
"This is the Fragrance Courtyard. The great ancestor Giant Sun once moved the mythical 'Pool of Wine' and 'Forest of Meat' here. Every morning, the Forest of Meat produces all kinds of delicious meat fruits. And every evening, the Pool of Wine generates various fragrant wines."
The reception Gu Master introduced each place, with a good eloquence.
Fang Yuan strolled leisurely, looking around, finding it quite interesting.
On the fourth floor of the Sacred Palace, the reception Gu Master led Fang Yuan into the main hall.
"My lord, this is the Painting Hall, one of the eight main palaces of the Sacred Palace. The great ancestor Giant Sun was a man of many talents, especially skilled in painting beautiful women. The murals in this hall were all painted by him personally. Please, come this way."
The reception Gu Master opened the side door of the palace and invited Fang Yuan in.
The eight main palaces of the Sacred Palace all had main gates, but only Giant Sun Immortal Venerable could enter and exit through them. Although Giant Sun Immortal Venerable had passed away, this rule had been passed down. Later generations followed this rule to express their reverence and love for Giant Sun Immortal Venerable.
Upon entering the palace, grand murals filled Fang Yuan's vision.
The Painting Hall was empty except for the huge walls around. On these walls were painted all kinds of beautiful women: some seductive and enchanting, some pure as water, some smiling with teeth bared, some lost in thought. All were posed vividly, and there were over eighty thousand of them!
"The women recorded in the Painting Hall were the favorites of the great ancestor Giant Sun during certain periods. At that time, to be personally painted by the Immortal Venerable was the ultimate honor for women in the world. The great ancestor Giant Sun had countless concubines, but only the most outstanding were recorded here, their beauty preserved forever."
The reception Gu Master said this with a look of emotion.
Fang Yuan said nothing, only observed silently, while thinking to himself, "Preserved forever, not quite. At least in my previous life five hundred years ago, the Wang Ting Blessed Land was breached and destroyed by Gu Immortals from Central Continent, and the Sacred Palace became a thing of the past. Alas, true immortality cannot be achieved even by someone as powerful as an Immortal Venerable..."
Anyone who came here would be captivated by the luxury and splendor of the Sacred Palace; even if not infatuated, they would feel awe.
But Fang Yuan could taste a hint of decay and decline amidst this brilliance.