This was a bronze palace.
At the center of the palace stood only a brass crane-neck floor lamp. Its crane neck was slender, sweeping in a smooth arc, while atop the very tip of its straight crane beak stood a candle flame the size of a peach.
It was this tiny candlelight that illuminated the entire hall.
The candlelight was faint, and many corners of the bronze palace lay immersed in darkness.
A thin Young Gu Master stood upon the enormous square tiles of the palace. Beside him stood a massive hall pillar, painted crimson, so thick that three adults holding hands would be needed to encircle it.
The candlelight shone over, only to be blocked in large part by the giant pillar, leaving half of the Young Gu Master's body illuminated and the other half enveloped in darkness and shadow.
He was Han Li.
At this moment, Han Li's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and in his heart, he was torn between two choices.
I was too presumptuous!
Although Senior Zhenyuanzi is a Righteous Path Gu Immortal, his true inheritance is not something a person like me is qualified to obtain.
Being able to reach this point has already exhausted all my thoughts. Several steps along the way relied purely on luck!
Having gone through all this himself, Han Li knew the dangers of this enormous bronze hall better than anyone.
Even thinking back on it now made lingering fear rise in him.
In truth, righteous path inheritances were usually not very dangerous. The demonic path was the one filled with countless schemes and peerless malice.
Though the dangers in Zhenyuanzi's inheritance trial were nothing to a Gu Immortal, they were far too perilous for Han Li, who was still only a Gu Master.
Han Li himself was