At the center of the hall stood an enormous stone platform, carved from white jade marrow. It was thirty feet tall, its surface smooth as a mirror.
An ancient jade box rested atop the platform.
Complex runes were etched across the jade box, radiating dense law power. Clearly, an Elder Era treasure was stored within.
More than a dozen ruined stone stools were scattered around the platform.
Some had been cleaved in half, while others were covered in cracks. Clearly, a fierce battle had taken place here.
In a corner of the hall lay scattered broken magical artifacts and bones.
There were snapped longswords, with ripples of spiritual power still lingering on their blades.
There were shattered shields, their surface runes already blurred beyond recognition.
There were also several enormous bones, thick and covered in black patterns. They did not belong to humans and were most likely the remains of Elder Era Demonic Beasts or exotic beasts.
Even after countless years, they had yet to decay.
At the depths of the hall was a pitch-black passageway, its entrance shrouded in mist.
The mist contained even denser law power. A low rumble could faintly be heard from within the passage, and everyone who heard it felt an inexplicable tension rise in their hearts.
"The spiritual energy is so dense—purer even than that of an Immortal Sect!"
"The law power here is incredibly strong. If we can cultivate here for a while, our cultivation will definitely improve!"
"This is our opportunity!"
Greed filled many people's eyes.
Just then, a low rumble suddenly came from the depths of the hall. Immediately afterward, an overwhelmingly powerful aura that made it hard to breathe enveloped the entire hall.
This aura far surpassed any demon or cultivator they had encountered before. It carried a cold, emotionless