Lu Li followed the bright light and after taking a step, he arrived in a large hall.
The hall was very spacious, easily spanning several dozen zhang in diameter, with green fire basins placed all around. The flames rose in the stone basins, illuminating the surrounding space, creating a somewhat eerie atmosphere.
A pathway in the center led directly to a platform at the front, where a pigeon-faced old man sat cross-legged, his cultivation at the late stage of Foundation Establishment, his aura as deep as the ocean.
On both sides of the pathway, a large number of cushions were placed, and at this time, some cultivators were already seated on them, all of them Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
Some people were also wearing cloaks and various beast head masks, making it hard to see their true faces.
Lu Li didn't use his Divine Sense to scan either, as it was a taboo act that he wouldn't commit.
