The pyramid stood a thousand meters tall, yet its top was less than a hundred meters wide and long.
That made the golden pyramid look even more like a sharp awl, stabbing straight into the sky. The stone stairs running directly up to the summit, no more than a meter wide, were so steep that ordinary people probably would not dare climb them.
Only when he drew near did Lin Qi see the pyramid's strange features. It was divided into nine massive tiers, as if split into nine sections, yet those sections were not connected at all—they floated several meters apart in midair. The stone steps between each tier likewise hovered piece by piece in the air, utterly unmoving no matter how fiercely the wind blew.
Countless ancient and profound patterns were carved across the surface of this magnificent, miraculous pyramid. Dark golden patterns flowed rapidly like living things. The pyramid's surface was smooth and immaculate, with the lustrous texture of crystal.
But only upon closer inspection did one discover that the pyramid was actually flowing without cease. At first glance, it seemed to be a pyramid piled from stone, but its interior continuously churned and surged like boiling liquid. No one knew what material formed it; it rolled and roiled like an ocean caught in a hurricane.
The pyramid was in violent motion, yet its outward structure remained so vast and silent, creating an extraordinarily stark contrast. If one stood before it and stared for too long, one might even grow dizzy, as though one's soul were about to be drawn inside.
"The Ninefold Secret Devil Tower!" The Hall of the Doomsday Apocalypse sighed faintly. "I haven't seen it in a very long time!"
Following behind White Dragon Divine Venerable, Lin Qi slowly approached the pyramid. A great number