Martial Spirit Hall!
That was the name of this side hall.
Judging by the main entrance through which they had entered, this truly was only a side hall.
The problem was that this side hall was simply far, far too large.
When Qin Shaofeng had dealt with the stone lions, he had indeed seemed to be standing on the plaza before this Martial Spirit Hall.
That plaza exceeded ten li in both length and width.
As a result, this side hall felt even more majestic and imposing than most of the grandest main halls they had ever seen.
The plaque bearing the three words "Martial Spirit Hall" had an overall golden gleam, and faint waves of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power seemed to ripple from it.
A red background, with black characters like jade.
Because both the base of the plaque and the surfaces of the characters were wrapped in something unknown, Qin Shaofeng could not sense what miraculous material they were made from, though it was clearly even stranger than that special gold.
The doors of Martial Spirit Hall stood more than thirty meters tall and over twenty meters wide.
A faint fragrance wafted from the special wood of the doors.
When he reached out and pushed against the doors, their heaviness gave him the bizarre sensation of Mount Tai crushing down upon his head.
What kind of existence was Qin Shaofeng?
Such a sensation might have frightened others, but it was not enough to change even the slightest expression on his face.
With a creak, the doors opened.
This place had originally been formed from nothingness, yet whether it was the stone lions or the wooden doors, everything felt extraordinarily real.
Even Qin Shaofeng clicked his tongue in wonder.
While he was still astonished by the grandeur of