This Inner Scenic Land is a "Reception Gateway" established in the void by the Four Reversals Demon Sect, and it's also a "Branch Hall" set up in the Celestial Water Prefecture.

Countless tokens scattered across the Six Commanderies, once triggered, meet the criteria, and possess the aptitude for cultivation, will stir the thoughts and Divine Soul of those individuals.

If they are willing to accept the call of the Four Great Protectors, they can come here, undergo identity verification, and be inducted into the sect as followers.

Chen Xing slightly raised his eyes, the inner scenic land before him appeared like a clay temple.

Outside, it seemed cramped and small, not particularly remarkable, but upon crossing the threshold, one finds it extremely spacious inside.

The murals carved on the walls reach the heavens, like a giant scroll spread out, with auspicious clouds and radiant glows lifting the Saints and Immortals, all facing in one direction, as if courtiers attending an audience with the Supreme.

His gaze moved inch by inch, reaching the five Dharma Aspects enshrined on the altar of the divine platform.

Muscle Bodhisattva, Bone Asura, Pimo King, Meat Vajra, Blood Martial Saint.

But above them, there's a nine-foot divine statue with a blurred face.

With a round sky cap and square earth shoes, crowned with nine auras, forming its attire, exuding a mysterious aura, an all-encompassing presence.

In stark contrast to the fierce and malevolent Five Protectors.

"The name of the Four Reversals Demon Sect is much more befitting than that of the White Sun Sect."

Chen Xing stood in the clay temple, allowing the demonic intent and charm to surge like waves, dense clouds floating, yet there wasn't even the slightest impact on his Divine Soul.

The image he visualized and emulated was that of a divine being grasping stars and holding a torch, with three rounds of True Yang rising behind his head, emitting three glorious hues of red, blue, and white.

Dong Dong!

Dong Dong Dong——

This Inner Scenic Land shook violently, like a great drum being beaten, emitting a cracking sound.

Echoing that saying, a small temple can't contain a great Buddha!

Even though the five Dharma Aspects appeared vividly lifelike, seemingly elevated to a height of a hundred feet, ready to suppress downwards.

They were easily repelled by the red, blue, and white flames erupted from the Three Rounds of True Yang, evaporating into wisps of charred gray smoke.

"It's a pity, I've only ever entered the Grand Historian's Vault a few times, and never had the chance to glimpse the Chronicles of the Daoist Monarch."

Chen Xing's large sleeves fluttered as he stood within the temple.

The vast void houses countless Inner Scenic Lands, among the foremost is the rumored and yet unproven existence of the Fallen Immortal Mansion.

Next is the Grand Historian's Vault, which is said to contain secretive tales and legends spanning multiple eras and dynasties.

As well as the rumored Chronicles of the Daoist Monarch, said to have been burned away long ago, as if they never existed.

"The Decline of the Dao, Turbid Tide."

Chen Xing silently chewed on these two words, the White Sun Sect, as the longtime leading rebel in the Red County Divine Land, not only mastered the complete legacy for unlocking Divine Techniques but also possessed a rich collection rivaling the Dragon Court Central Hub.

"If the Fallen Immortal Mansion can be uncovered, it may reveal the root cause of the Turbid Tide, and the true nature of the Decline of the Dao.

Entering the Grand Historian's Vault could clarify the reasons behind the Dao Court's collapse, and the inner details of the Dao Monarch's conquest.

Our sect respects the Three Yangs, raising the star torch to illuminate the Divine Land, in hopes of restoring the connection with the Dao Court… the Red County Divine Land, as a territory under the Dao Court, has been lost for three thousand years."

Chen Xing sighed inwardly, before the Four Saints propagated the Dao, most of the heavens were like Barbaric Forbidden Domains.

The principles were fragmented, the law lines nonexistent, and living beings were in ignorance, akin to unrefined, raw creatures.

Until the Four Saints appeared in the world, commanding the Twelve Immortal Heads esteemed as Daoist Monarchs to traverse the heavens, spreading the teachings and renewing the law, thus laying the supreme foundation of the Dao Court.

Therefore, for the White Sun Sect, the Turbid Tide and the Decline of the Dao are not the true catastrophes; the real calamity for the Red County Divine Land is the severance of relations with the Dao Court and the loss of the Dao Monarch's protection.

Whether it's in Lu State, the universe, or the Grand Thousand Upper Realm, nothing is eternal, everything under heaven and earth has its lifespan; once the end is reached, the sun and moon will wane and perish into nothingness.

"If the Dragon Court merely hoarded spiritual essences for its survival, extending its lifespan, it wouldn't be a concern.

No matter how great the appetite of that Supreme Emperor, how much can he consume.

But in this cycle of sixty years, the spiritual essence has only decreased without increasing, and in the remote countryside beyond the prefectures, Heterodox Loose Cultivators struggle to gather even the impure energy, showing signs of draining the pond to catch the fish."

Chen Xing's gaze was dark and deep, like an ancient well:

"If the mountains and great lakes turn into a Land Without Spirit, in the long term, the Red County Divine Land will surely become a Forbidden Domain, reverting to a terrifying barbaric landscape."

The Dragon Court concealed a matter; spiritual essence does not originate from nothing, it was drawn by the Four Saints from the void, nurturing the living beings of the universe.

This is the reason for the myriad of frost and heavens, the competitions for metamorphosis within the three great secret realms.

Physical Body, Divine Techniques, Longevity!

The greater the prosperity of the law lines and the more outstanding individuals in the state of Lu and the universe, the richer the spiritual essence, and the more evident the Dao, the easier it is to break through realms and ascend upwards.

In ancient lore, it is said that in those lands abundant with great sects and widespread Dao lineages like Lu State and the universe.

There is never a lack of those born in the Divine Power Secret Realm, drawing the mighty roars of the Dao as Supreme Seeds. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

This is unimaginable in the Red County Divine Land after the Decline of the Dao, akin to a fantastical tale.

"The Turbid Tide buried the Dao lineages of the Saints and the law lines of the Hundred Schools, making the path of cultivation arduous and difficult. If the Dragon Court further steals all the spiritual essence, the already fragmented reason of heaven will completely vanish, leading to the end of this era."

Chen Xing's Divine Soul gathered, vividly alive, donned in a Feather Robe and Star Crown, exuding immortal air, he suddenly questioned himself:

"But why, why do I know these things?"

The thoughts just pondered, all of them emerged spontaneously, as if long imprinted.

"Am I Chen Xing of Yihai Prefecture, or Chen of the White Sun Sect…"

His Divine Soul questioned itself but did not answer, the thoughts gently flickered, and the three rounds of True Yang rose, eradicating this trace of stray thought.