"Hmm?" Suddenly, Yun Lintian stopped.
The stairs ended abruptly, opening into a cavernous hall so vast its edges vanished into darkness.
Tang Wei gasped. "This... this is the inner hall! But where are the artifacts? The divine counters?"
The grand chamber stood empty, its marble floors cracked and stained. Only the towering pillars remained, their surfaces etched with unfamiliar runes.
Long Chen frowned. "Something's wrong. This place feels..."
"Alive," Yun Lintian finished coldly.
Before anyone could react, shadows detached from the pillars—dozens of figures materializing from the darkness.
A familiar voice rang out:
"Senior Yun?"
Lan Huiqian stepped into view, her Celestial Pavilion robes pristine amidst the decay. Behind her stood Jian Kun, Jian Feng, and their disciples—all staring at Yun Lintian's group in shock.