Stepping deep into the underground palace, the air abruptly turned bone-chilling. Spiritual stones embedded in the stone walls emitted a faint luminescence, illuminating the pitch-black end of a narrow, winding corridor. Everyone's footsteps grew exceptionally heavy, as if the pressure permeating the air made it difficult to breathe.
Chen Haotian walked at the very front with a cold and stern expression. At this moment, the underground palace had completely revealed an appearance vastly different from the mortal world. Every dozen paces stood a stone carving, taking the shape of a fierce tiger or a giant dragon. Their majestic forms were rendered with lifelike detail, as though they might leap from their stone pedestals at any second.
"The array formations here seem more complex than we imagined." Chen Haotian inwardly frowned. He acutely sensed that these stone carvings were not mere decorations, but rather some form of defense mechanism.
Chapter 63