The Bottom of the Mystery (2)

Li Yan had finally obtained the information he wanted.

First, he had confirmed that the stone platform was indeed a teleportation array. He needed to witness the other party using it with his own eyes.

Second, he had also seen the item used to activate the teleportation array: a jade plaque.

One side of the jade plaque was carved with a heroic-looking man in armor, astride a dragon-shaped creature. He thrust out a long spear with one hand, his bearing utterly imposing.

The other side of the jade plaque bore the character "Saint."

The moment he saw that character, an ominous feeling rose in Li Yan's heart.

Could the force behind the Hundred Paths Heavenly Treasure Pavilion be the Saint Devil Palace?

As Li Yan pondered this and considered the immense wealth required to construct such a teleportation array, a chill began creeping through his heart.

Through his continual study of jade slips over the past several days, he had gained some understanding of the Lost Continent. Yet he had never learned from those jade slips what identifying marks the Saint Devil Palace possessed.

Perhaps it means something else. That is not impossible.

Li Yan told himself that, but it was merely a thread of luck he was clutching at. Naturally, he was unwilling to accept it.

The Saint Devil Palace and the Demon God Hall were comparable to the Four Great Sects of the Desolate Moon Continent. They were the largest sects on this continent, two colossal behemoths.

Just thinking about them made Li Yan's scalp tingle, filling him with a sense of powerlessness.

If Zhao Min had truly been taken as a disciple by some old monster of the Saint Devil Palace, then trying to leave the Saint Devil Palace would be harder than climbing to the heavens.