Unexpectedly, the grand hall was empty.
Luo En leapt off the dragon's back, his Divine Will spreading out to catch a faintly hidden aura. With a raised hand, he conjured a golden-red Cursed Bullet and blasted the stone throne ahead into fragments.
Jagged gravel scattered across the space, revealing a deep pit with a diameter of dozens of meters amidst the rubble.
Luo En stepped forward and peered into the abyss.
Inside, all was pitch black and the destination unknown. Layers of red-black mist hung thickly like viscous oil, obscuring any attempt to investigate from the outside.
Even when Luo En pushed his Divine Will to its limits, he could only penetrate around a hundred meters down, leaving the surroundings shrouded in impenetrable chaos.
Still, this effort had not been entirely in vain.
The nebulous aura he had sensed earlier appeared to originate from deep within the pit.
"Stand guard outside. I'll go have a look."
