Just then, Yi Chengxin stopped ahead of her. "We're here. This is the Sacrificial Chamber."
Li Piaoqing turned to look ahead.
She froze.
The space was unimaginably vast-high, broad, and deep, even giving a sense of suddenly opening onto an expansive vista. Densely packed purple bamboo clustered here; at its farthest reaches, it truly began to resemble a "forest."
That was undoubtedly the center of everything.
Four great cauldrons burned with cold, majestic blue flames. Before them, eight green-clad figures knelt like dead wood, their hands forming strange finger seals, utterly motionless.
Behind this scene lay its immense dark-blue backdrop.
The towering stone wall rose above all the purple bamboo, polished smooth and even. Nearly a hundred feet tall, it reached the vaulted ceiling; Li Piaoqing had to look up to take in its entirety.
On this wall, every groove was as thick as a waist, with a dark-blue sheen flowing within. Together, they formed a pattern that made Li Piaoqing press her lips tightly together.
-Starting from the same point, two Y-shaped strokes extended toward the upper left and upper right. From the tips of each Y, further branches forked out, growing upward in this fashion, from simple to complex, like a cluster of cold, rigid, abstract flames.
For the first time, Li Piaoqing saw this symbol in its entirety.
Directly beneath the center of the pattern, a mysterious, otherworldly doorway stood open, faint glimmers showing through its dense darkness.
That was the source of everything.
The omnipresent, elusive otherworldliness came from there.
"Formation Activation is nearly complete," Yi Chengxin said quietly beside her.
Even without her saying so, Li Piaoqing could feel the increasingly heavy, ethereal chill and oppression, as though a road to an immortal realm were slowly opening.
"What do we do?"
"Kill them, then go