Han Zhao transformed into a golden light and rushed towards the Heaven Hall at an extremely fast speed.
However, with his current speed, it took him a full day and night to reach the Heaven Hall.
"This 'Reincarnation Hall' is really huge, it is comparable to an ordinary grotto-heaven."
Han Zhao pondered in his heart. With his current cultivation and speed, even if he knew the exact location, he still had to fly for a day and night. One could imagine how big this "Reincarnation Hall" was.
Han Zhao looked at the bottom of his feet. It was still the endless sea, but the sea here was pitch-black and emitted an extremely strange aura. In the center of the pitch-black sea was a small island dozens of kilometers wide.
As soon as he entered, he felt his divine sense being greatly suppressed.
