"Welcome, Challenger, to the Xuanying Treasure Pagoda."
Atlas was greeted by the disembodied voice of someone who seemed to be a great expert.
He looked around and was immediately stupefied by his environment.
By his assumptions, he should have been inside of the pagoda, but the amount of space was preposterous.
The current room was already large enough to hold tens of thousands of people easily. If every floor was of this size, the fact that it was all compressed into a meter-tall physical form was nothing short of mystical.
The floor was made of marble with many murals of gold, silver, and other valuable metals decorating it. The ceiling was surprisingly domed and also covered in beautiful etchings of the world, the people, and the heavens.
