"You think too highly of me, Fellow Daoist Shen. Spatial abilities reach toward the Heavenly Dao-how profound they are! I merely had the good fortune to obtain two spatial magic treasures. How could I dare claim mastery of spatial abilities? This place is sealed by a thick spatial barrier. I cannot break through the formation to escape either," Lord Fu said, shaking his head.
"Fellow Daoist Fu, didn't you say earlier that the golden fireball contained a Nine-Petal Fire Lotus? How did it turn out to be a Golden Palace, and even pull us inside?" Turtle Thousand Years asked with some displeasure.
Shen Luo glanced at Turtle Thousand Years in disgust. If this demon had not greedily touched the golden fireball, they probably would not have been drawn into this place. Yet he still had the gall to question someone else.
"I never expected another spatial magic treasure to be hidden within the Ring Mountain Range. It was a miscalculation on my part, and I have implicated the three of you, trapping you here," Lord Fu said with a faint, bitter smile, showing no anger.
"I wouldn't exactly call it implicating us. Why don't the three of you come over and take a look?" a voice called from nearby. Dragon Fang had walked over to one wall of the hall.
Ever since they had gathered in the Ring Mountain Range, Dragon Fang had remained taciturn. His sudden words surprised the others slightly, and only then did they walk over to that wall.
"This is..." Light flashed in Lord Fu's eyes, and he cried out in surprise.
Shen Luo channeled magic power into his eyes and looked at the wall. It vaguely turned transparent, and there seemed to be an entirely different space within, though he could not see it clearly.