The grand hall towered into the clouds, surrounded by purple mist, resembling a palace of Immortals.
Ye Chen couldn't fly through the air, but with his robust and unbeaten physique, he could still move swiftly.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Ye Chen's figure was like a divine ape, darting through the mountains and forests, quickly approaching the giant hall.
"This is..."
Finally, Ye Chen stopped and stared at the giant hall ahead with a hint of hesitation.
The giant hall... unexpectedly wasn't a building, but a mountain sculpture!
"This mountain sculpture is a masterpiece beyond compare, leaving traces of Dao, almost indistinguishable from reality... But whose hand created it?" Ye Chen frowned. "However, what does this mean, a mountain sculpture in the shape of a palace, is it just to attract attention?"
The giant hall emanated an elusive aura, seemingly hiding something that drew people in to explore.
