Before he knew it, not a single Wraith remained around him. At this point, the fluctuation Huo Hai sensed had become extremely intense, as deep and vast as the sea. It was undoubtedly a mental fluctuation.
Moreover, even Huo Hai could faintly feel tremendous pressure from this enormous mental fluctuation. At times, he even did not want to continue forward. But then he gritted his teeth. This place had ultimately been built by the Heavenly Soul Sect. The Heavenly Soul Sect had been powerful, but they could not possibly have set up trouble for themselves. He had never heard of any place in the Nether Soul Grotto where death was certain.
With that thought, Huo Hai firmed his resolve and quickened his pace once more. A few short minutes flashed by. Even without going all out, he finally crossed the remaining distance. Rounding the last corner, Huo Hai at last arrived at his destination.
"Coronation Grounds? What kind of place is this? Who did the Heavenly Soul Sect intend to crown?" Huo Hai saw an enormous plaza, its ground formed from exceedingly intricate Spirit Formation patterns, with stone steles standing around it.
At the top of every stele were carved the four words "Coronation Grounds." At least tens of thousands of years had passed here, yet everything remained exactly as it had been. There was not even the slightest sign of wear. Streams of light continuously flickered through the massive Spirit Formation like flashes of lightning, while a huge crystal sat in the middle of the ground.
Walking up to the steles, Huo Hai finally made out the words carved upon them. The writing on every stele differed, yet all of it formed a complete whole. The script was extremely ancient and radiated dense mental power.
The fluctuation he had