Lu Chen and the Three-Legged Golden Crow concealed their presence and advanced soundlessly, reaching the deepest part of Nether Ridge.
The Ancient Hall was immense, boundlessly majestic. Sounds like the roars of gods and demons rang out from within, eerie and terrifying. It seemed to occupy another space, appearing somewhat unreal and preventing the two of them from approaching.
The stone Saint Spirit they had seen earlier was likewise unable to enter the vast Ancient Hall and was carefully searching its perimeter for a way inside.
"It's probably the spell formation laid down by the Dao Venerable blocking the way. No wonder the God-and-Ghost Ancient Well only appears once every hundred thousand years!"
Lu Chen understood. Although the Dao Venerable had lived in the Mythological Era, at least several million years ago, the spell formation left by such a supreme powerhouse had still not worn away.
Buzzz!
After an unknown length of time, space trembled. The enormous Ancient Hall vanished, and a closed stone gate appeared in its place. A thousand zhang tall, it seemed to have been built for gods and demons.
"The true entrance to the God-and-Ghost Ancient Well has appeared," Lu Chen said quietly.
"Master, should we strike?" the Golden Crow asked, clearly referring to taking down the stone man.
"Wait!" Lu Chen told the Golden Crow not to act rashly.
Countless dao patterns covered the enormous stone gate, shimmering with flowing light like ripples across a stretch of water, profound and unfathomable.
After a long time, the stone man chanted an incantation. Ten thousand rays of light erupted from his body as he pushed against the thousand-zhang stone gate with all his strength.
Rumble...
The stone gate connected to the God-and-Ghost Burial Ground shook violently, issuing a series of grinding sounds. Slowly, a narrow opening actually