The towering Divine Statue, reaching a height of a hundred meters.
Gu Shen stood beneath the statue, choosing to trust his inner intuition, refraining from rash actions.
Yet the black gemstone was strikingly conspicuous, embedded on the forehead of the Divine Throne, flickering with a strange light that irresistibly drew one's gaze, almost the sole source of light in the depths of this Dark Hall.
Mu Wanqiu stared for a moment and said, "This gemstone... seems like it can be taken down?"
She had just spoken when she shook her head, quickly dismissing her previous thought, muttering to herself, "This Netherworld Palace is full of mysteries; perhaps this gemstone hides some kind of mechanism... it's best not to touch it carelessly."
The previous slash at the labyrinth provided a lesson.
"When I pushed the door earlier, I felt behind this giant wall... as if there was a path."
Mu Wanqiu suddenly recalled something and said earnestly, "There was wind blowing from behind the wall."
