Inside the Dao Palace, the layout was very simple. In the spacious Great Hall, there were only a few pith seats crafted from dried grass. Besides these, there was nothing else, and an elder dressed in a purple robe sat cross-legged on one of them.
The venerable Ming He, the most influential grand elder of the Human Ancestral Court in the Border Wasteland Region, was casually sitting cross-legged on a pith seat at the center.
"Sit down!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Chen didn't stand on ceremony and took a seat on the nearest grass seat.
When he sat on the seat, he immediately realized that this seat was not ordinary. Once he sat on it, his heart involuntarily calmed down, and under this kind of state, he would enter a tranquil state in no time at all.
