In the very front of the palace, there's a plaque with two big blood-red characters:
[Shrine]
Xiang Beifei lifted his head again, only to discover that in the dim sky, the litian spear is standing right in this palace, as if it pierced through the roof of the palace, straight up into the dark clouds above.
Zhang Yuexing walked towards the palace along the steps, and on both sides of the steps, the Netherworld river that came in earlier was flowing upwards along the steps, right into the temple.
Xiang Beifei surveyed the surroundings as he walked towards the palace.
Entering the palace felt like walking into a cold abyss, a wave of extremely cold air came rushing in, and faint eerie screams could be heard in the distance.
The interior of the hall was dark, shaped in a circular ring, with a diameter of over two hundred meters. The center front of the ring had collapsed, surrounded by fences, and the Netherworld waters flowed through gaps in the ground towards that circle.
