The stone doors stood wide open. Beyond them lay nothing but pitch-black darkness. With her Otherworldly Eyes, Su Jiu could faintly see gray smoke swirling within, like a space of primordial chaos.
Merely standing at the entrance and looking inside brought an overwhelming sense of pressure, as though one more step would send her plunging into that endless black abyss.
Su Jiu could not help furrowing her brows. Could a place like this really be the Sacred Spirit Palace?
As the thought crossed her mind, she unconsciously murmured it aloud.
"It is the Sacred Spirit Palace, but not the Sacred Spirit Palace I know." Little Green had returned to Su Jiu's side at some point.
From Little Green, Su Jiu learned what they should have seen...
The Sacred Spirit Palace, as its name suggested, was where the Spirit Source resided and where Sacred Spirits were born. Ordinary people could not open its doors, but Little Green, who was also a Sacred Spirit, could.
Little Green was of the same rank as the Vermilion Bird and was not suppressed by the Palace's power of the laws. Their spiritual qi also came from the same source. Naturally, this was the key to opening the doors.
After all, this was the dwelling of a Spirit Vein Spirit. In its original state, it naturally shone with golden radiance, an existence to which the Heavenly Dao had granted every measure of grandeur.
Now, however, the Sacred Spirit Palace had undergone a mutation, and its former brilliance had become a dark abyss like the depths of hell.
While explaining this to Su Jiu, Little Green took the lead into the dark chaos ahead. Su Jiu followed close behind.
Su Jiu had thought that after stepping through the doors, she would have to wander through that