Setting that eerie laughter aside for the moment, Lu Feng steeled his courage and walked into the stone city.
Inside lay a mountain of blades, outside a sea of blood. Whichever way he went, there was little difference.
Lu Feng advanced step by step, cautiously, afraid that something else might happen.
Within the stone city stood stones of every size, hollowed out in the middle like houses large and small. The streets were level, seamlessly united with the entire city.
The farther Lu Feng walked, the more he felt that this city was an enormous box carved and hollowed out of a single gigantic stone.
The city was vast. After wandering for a long time, he had found nothing, nor had he seen any traces left by living creatures. Once he had searched the outer areas, Lu Feng headed toward the largest palace in the center.
Unlike the palaces found in the mortal world, the palace in the stone city had no elaborate decorations. It could only be called an exceptionally large house. It did not even have any other colors, only the natural yellow of deep earth.
At the top of the steps stood a palace gate scarcely smaller than the city gate.
Three large characters were inscribed above it: Asura Palace.
Judging by the strokes and the rhythm contained within the characters, they were exactly like those above the city gate and must have been written by the same person.
The palace gate stood wide open. An indistinct, undifferentiated aura filled the entrance, making it impossible to see what lay inside.
After looking around and finding no clues, Lu Feng stepped straight inside.
The moment he crossed that layer of murky aura, his vision cleared, revealing a vast palace hall with beams, pillars, and everything else one would