The hall appeared to be thirty or forty zhang tall, with an area vast enough to resemble over a thousand acres.
However, the originally flat bluestone floor was now full of pits and hollows, littered with the remnants of flying swords and daggers and other magic artifacts, along with some scorch marks from burns and lightning strikes. At the center was an incredibly large beast bone, its entire body crystal-clear like jade, resembling neither a crocodile nor a flood dragon.
It seemed that someone had fought a great battle with this strange beast here, although judging from the time these traces have lingered, it must have occurred quite a long time ago.
Han Li surveyed the beast bone with slight astonishment. From the remaining faint aura, he could directly judge that it had the cultivation level of a joined body at its prime.
