Stepping into the hall, the world seemed to turn upside down, and as Han Yu was surveying all around, he was already in a valley.
Surrounded by mountains, there was a wide stone platform with winding, narrow steps, three zhang tall.
For some reason, Mu Zili felt a peculiar sense of panic when looking at the high platform.
It was as if he was gazing at something unattainable and sublimely sacred!
Even Chang Gen couldn't give him such a misleading sense of anxiety.
For a moment, Mu Zili looked at the platform, his heart filled with apprehension.
Han Yu belatedly realized, still surveying the surroundings.
"So, this little heaven within the hall is such a lousy place?"
Lousy place?
The Artifact Spirit was already shocked speechless; with its high sensitivity, like Mu Zili, just one glance at the platform was enough to frighten it.
"This is scarier than the formation core of Yama Hall!"
