"This is what a god is like..." Yan Zhong let out a sigh of relief, leaned against the wall, and slowly sat down on the floor. His back was already drenched in sweat. "How did Lord Hou and the others fight something like that?"
"Brother Qiye is still incredible. He fought Wood God Jumang alone without falling behind at all. When will I ever have that kind of strength?" Zhan Yuwu could not help but sigh.
"Stop dreaming. You can't reach that realm just by spending time."
Gongyang Wan spoke faintly.
Hu Jia swept his gaze around. After the hall doors had been shut, there was not the slightest trace of light inside, leaving the entire hall pitch-black.
"Did we enter some kind of Dharma Hall?" Hu Jia asked in confusion. "Why isn't there any light at all?"
"There is."
Jialan raised her hand and lightly brushed a spot on the wall. A flash of radiance passed by, and streaks of light lit up one after another throughout the hall, dispelling the darkness before them.
The interior of this hall was far larger than it appeared from outside. Countless scrolls floated in midair like a suspended ocean. With only a slight stretch of the hand, one could touch them.
"Pure Yang Weapon Forging Technique..."
Hu Jia looked at the nearest scroll above his head and muttered the words written upon it.
"These are all secret techniques collected in the Dharma Hall. Queen Mother is skilled at weapon forging, so most of them are related to it. There are other methods as well, but mortals basically cannot use them," Jialan explained.
"The one here is Mysterious Nether Soul Summoning... It seems to be about Servant Ghosts? Its place of origin is... Fengdu? What kind of place is Fengdu?" Zhan Yuwu blinked.