Ye Xiao's heart raced with a mixture of excitement and trepidation. He couldn't ignore the significance of this mysterious place, the feeling that he had stumbled upon a hidden realm of knowledge and power.
As he walked amidst the pillars, he couldn't help but wonder what secrets this grand hall held.
With each step he took, Ye Xiao felt a sense of reverence for the ancient craftsmanship and the stories that adorned the pillars.
The hall seemed to resonate with a history that spanned ages, and he was but a fleeting visitor in this majestic space.
What is this place?
This was the only thought running through Ye Xiao's mind currently.
Suddenly, a surge of energy disrupted the calm atmosphere, and a form emerged before him, shrouded in a haze. This was a blurry figure whom Ye Xiao could not see clearly.
Although Ye Xiao's eyes couldn't discern the figure clearly, he did sense a horrifying aura enveloping him.
How to describe it?
