After passing through the tall courtyard wall, Qin Fengming discovered that a rocky passage had appeared before him. The entire passage had been carved from spotless white marble. Its floor was smooth and level, winding into the distance.
Had he not been standing right before it, no one would have imagined that such a wondrous place lay within the tall courtyard wall.
With a wave of his hand, Qin Fengming summoned a puppet as well. At the stir of his divine sense, the humanoid puppet dashed forward.
This place was the private residence of an Integration stage cultivator. No one knew whether powerful restrictions lay within.
Although Qin Fengming considered himself somewhat knowledgeable about ancient restrictions, if he truly encountered an extremely formidable one, he might be blasted to death by the powerful attack inside the moment he entered. Thus, he was being exceedingly cautious.
As the puppet ran, Qin Fengming traveled through the rocky passage for a full two li. He encountered no restrictions along the way. Just as he was beginning to feel puzzled, a lofty hall suddenly appeared before him, rising seventeen or eighteen zhang high.
Looking at the hall, Qin Fengming's heart tightened. The towering hall had been built entirely from thick white stones. Judging by the size of each block, they weighed several thousand jin at the least. Such a vast undertaking could never have been completed by human strength alone.
Standing before the hall's steps, Qin Fengming did not immediately drive the puppet forward. Instead, he raised his hand, and a streak of Qinglin Sword Qi shot out.
"Bang!" A thunderous sound rang out. A mere white scratch appeared on the heavy hall door, as though a steel blade had hacked at the stone.
Looking at the scene before him, Qin Fengming's eyes were