Ye Lin counted the bronze chairs. There were sixty in total.
There were also sixty statues on the walls.
The more Ye Lin looked, the more familiar this place seemed.
"Isn't this... the Bronze Immortal Hall?"
At that moment, Ye Lin suddenly came to his senses.
No wonder it had looked increasingly familiar. This was precisely the Bronze Immortal Hall he had encountered before.
It was exactly the same, without the slightest difference.
How had the Bronze Immortal Hall come here?
And how had that old man guided him here?
What exactly was going on?
At this moment, countless questions filled Ye Lin's mind.
Suddenly, the jade pendant embedded at the entrance shot out, turning into a streak of light that flew into Ye Lin's hand.
Holding the jade pendant and looking at the most solemn chair before him, Ye Lin stood rooted to the spot, unable to bring himself to step forward.
He looked around, then at the jade pendant in his hand.
"Whew..."
After pondering for a long time, Ye Lin finally lifted his foot and walked over.
There were also two indentations beside the bronze chair before him.
One indentation lay on each side of the armrests.
The indentation on the left was just large enough to hold the jade pendant.
The indentation on the right was just large enough to fit his hand.
At that moment, Ye Lin understood everything.
From the bronze door at the very beginning to this chair, all of it had been meant for him.
He simply had yet to figure out why.
At this moment, Ye Lin felt as though an invisible giant hand in the darkness was controlling him, manipulating his fate.
No matter how hard he tried, he could not escape that hand's control.
The mere thought of it