Even at its weakest, this Taoist sect had Sixth Realm masters holding the fort.
Later, he beheld a dazzling landscape from eight thousand miles away, with every inch of land glowing, like the domain of a True God.
There wasn't a single weed in the mountains, only spiritual plants everywhere. This was mainly because there were four clusters of Extreme Fire Springs there, and their radiant colors—gold, silver, purple, blue—reflected brilliantly.
Qin Ming gazed from afar, somewhat entranced; usually Fire Springs should be red, and it's already astonishing to find one peculiar spring, yet here they coexist in such variety.
At the center of these four mingling Extreme Fire Springs, it's said a Seventh Realm creature often meditates there.
"What a splendid place," Qin Ming exclaimed.
In matured civilizations, there are no unclaimed Pure Lands; all divine medicines and Mountain and River Spirit Nests have long been divided clean.
