Upon entering the village, Meng Tian Zheng introduced himself with complete sincerity. His current status made him a prominent guest even amongst the Eternal Families, where he would receive the highest of respect and honor. But he did not particularly care for such external praise and treatment.
However, as soon as he spoke, Meng Tian Zheng's gaze was drawn to a few magnificent palaces nearby, and he couldn't help but look at them peculiarly.
The palaces were incredibly grand, standing majestically like towering mountains bathed in precious lights and were up to seven or eight stories high. Glittering runes revolved around the eaves and corners, akin to golden suns hovering about, attracting more attention than any other palace.
But for some reason, as he observed the jade towers resembling miniature mountains, the pavilions, the Heavenly Palace, he increasingly felt a sense of familiarity as if he had seen them somewhere before.