The map stretched across the large table, its yellowed surface covered in faded ink lines that had survived countless decades. Mountain ranges, rivers, trade routes, forbidden lands, and countless cities had all been meticulously marked by hands that had long reduced to dust.
Gu Fan slowly traced the borders with his finger.
The Great Yan Empire.
The Empire was far larger than he had imagined.
According to the records, the empire ruled over five enormous provinces, each almost a kingdom unto itself. Every province possessed countless cities, sects, clans, mines, spirit veins, and millions upon millions of mortals who existed solely to feed the cultivation world above them.
Nothing seems to have changed so far in the information from what he had written in the story. That was a good start.
His finger drifted lower and lower and still lower until it finally reached the very bottom edge of the map.
Southern Cloud Province.
