Getting Down to Business

Lin Ming stepped over the heavy bronze threshold, as if passing through a layer of invisible energy film, and his vision was suddenly shrouded by a soft yet slightly dazzling radiance.

His eyes narrowed instinctively, and the Dou Qi inside his body circulated on its own, instantly adapting to the change in light.

When that initial glare faded, an enormous, ancient inner space clearly appeared before him and Elder Yao, Xiao Yi Xian, and the others following close behind.

This was a giant ancient hall roughly half the size of a standard plaza. The hall was extremely tall, its dome arched and inlaid with countless strange gemstones that gave off a gentle white light. Like stars in the night sky, they lit the entire main hall as bright as day, yet did not seem dazzling in the slightest.

Supporting the dome were thick stone pillars that required several people to wrap their arms around them. Ancient totems and runes, long since blurred beyond recognition, were carved into the pillars, filling them with the vicissitudes of time.

The surrounding walls were made of dark stone as smooth as mirrors, faintly reflecting the starlight from the dome and adding a further sense of depth and mystery.

The ancient hall was not empty. Instead, several hundred seemingly crude stone chairs that carried an archaic aura were neatly arranged inside it. These stone chairs were distributed in rings, spreading outward layer by layer like a miniature ancient Roman arena, and all the seats faced the very center of the main hall, where a circular stone platform stood slightly above the ground. Presumably, that was where the treasures would be displayed later.

By now, these stone chairs were already almost filled with figures.

Like Lin Ming and the others, these figures all wore the same