With a skeptical attitude, Song He began searching all around the bottom of the canyon.
It seemed quite large, but in reality, it wasn't very big at all.
At most, it covered about half an acre.
It contrasted sharply with the canyon above that resembled a scar on the earth.
He wandered around and finally stopped in front of a wall.
This was the only place in the entire canyon that felt off; everywhere else was just a bright expanse of white, completely empty of anything else.
A mural was faintly carved into the wall, barely clear enough to make out under the Sun-like golden light.
It depicted a blue-robed female cultivator holding a... white cat marked with a red flame, standing amidst a sea of golden lotus flowers that stretched to the heavens.
Although the mural was carved as simply as a child's rudimentary drawing, it was extraordinarily vivid. Not only did it capture the peerless beauty of the female cultivator.
