All of this felt like a meticulously staged play, and Ron was the only audience member.
With their thoughts in motion, they continued forward.
The crystal ground beneath their feet emitted a faint buzzing sound from its friction with the air, as if countless tiny lives were whispering in its midst.
The outline of the crystal arena was clearly visible, with towering crystal pillars illuminated by a blood-red glow, resembling a palace solidified from blood.
Suddenly, a violent fluctuation hit Ron's Spiritual Perception, a strong energy tide surged from afar.
The sensation was so intense that he instinctively stopped in his tracks, a frown on his face.
"What's wrong?" Holt keenly perceived Ron's abnormality.
Ron did not immediately respond, instead closing his eyes, focusing on sensing the energy fluctuation.
Through his special connection with the replica, he "saw" a shocking scene:
