Chi Jiuxiao took An Hao and fled quickly, passing dozens of intersections. They suddenly flew into a vast palace whose length and width were difficult to estimate. The palace was dimly lit, with rows of stone pillars, most of which had extinguished oil lamps hanging on them.
As soon as An Hao entered the palace, he felt a cold wind blowing towards him, making him shiver uncontrollably.
Before he could think more, a terrible killing intent came from behind.
A dark red long scarf flew out from the darkness, swiftly passing by the two and circling in front, trying to entangle them.
Chi Jiuxiao took out the Dragon-Slaying Spear and threw it forward. A dragon's roar exploded, and a Golden Dragon condensed, illuminating the whole palace with golden light.
The Golden Dragon formed by the Dragon-Slaying Spear fiercely collided with the dark red scarf, stirring up strong winds that ravaged the palace space.
