The Divine Hall up ahead remained closed.
Three large characters were written: "Yuanjue Hall".
This hall didn't need to open; Li Yan already knew it enshrined the Buddha Tathagata or the Twelve Perfect Enlightenment Bodhisattvas.
Whoever was inside wasn't important; the key was that aura.
The smell of blood filled the air, like river waters surging, veering off the mountain path, breaking through the dense mist, leading to the other side.
At the end of that blood scent, there was another palace hall, faintly visible, with the words "Blood River Hall" written on it.
Seeing this, Li Yan's eyes were filled with uncertainty and suspicion.
He had seen maps of famous mountains, older ones, slightly different from his previous life, and outside Blood River Hall lay the Naihe Bridge.
Beneath Naihe Bridge was a waterway, referred to by the people as Yellow Springs.
Anyway, there indeed was a waterway, starting from Yuanjue Hall, leading all the way to Naihe Bridge…
