It was a palace.
An immensely grand, immensely empty palace, with a vaulted ceiling so high that its summit was almost impossible to see.
The floor of the great hall was paved with black stone slabs, yet they were unusually smooth, even reflective.
At the very center of the hall stood an altar roughly twenty feet high.
Above the altar, a dark red orb of light slowly rotated.
Lin Yi's gaze lingered on the altar for a moment before shifting away to sweep the hall.
There was nothing besides the altar.
No people, no beasts, no mechanisms, no traps.
Its emptiness was rather eerie.
"This place..." Lin Yi muttered under his breath and walked toward the altar.
Stopping before it, he raised his head and carefully examined the dark red orb of light.
This thing must be the real Dragon Stone, right?
And...
Why does it feel familiar?
No, it must be resonating faintly with something on me.
Is it the spear?
Lin Yi opened his left hand slightly and summoned the Sun God Spear.
But before he could make his next move, his surroundings suddenly began shaking violently.
Then...
An extraordinarily powerful aura swept toward him from behind the altar.
Gripping the Sun God Spear tightly, Lin Yi steadied himself and looked up.
A mass of black mist had appeared above the altar.
It was many times larger than the mist he had seen before.
Looking more closely, he spotted a pair of dark red, slit-pupiled eyes within it.
What the hell? Just a pair of eyes?
No, that long stretch of black mist behind them... is its body hidden inside?
Another dragon?
So all that testing and clearing the way earlier was its handiwork?
All to lure me here?
He mulled it over inwardly, but his face remained