Xing Hao glanced at Su Mo and then took the lead to enter the underground palace.
Everyone followed, filing in one by one.
The first place they entered was a side hall.
Inside, it was empty, and as they moved further, they exited through the side hall door, arriving in front of the main hall.
As far as the eye could see, there was not much furnishing within the hall, making it appear rather spacious.
In the center, instead of a chair, there was an incense table.
The incense table held an incense burner and candles, evidently often used for offerings, yet there were no offerings on it.
Only on the wall behind it hung a portrait.
Su Mo and the others focused their gaze entirely on the painting.
The portrait depicted a man.
Standing atop a cliff, gazing into the distance.
His garments fluttered, exuding an extraordinary air.
There was no Sword at his waist, one hand placed on his chest, but the painting did not reveal what it was doing.
