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Iron chains crisscrossed, firmly locking this palace, and what caught Bai Yujing's attention even more was the Jianmu beneath his feet. Its branches, resembling silver hooks and crescent moons, appeared to be filled with artistic flair. The entire tree looked nothing like it had grown naturally; instead, it resembled a finely crafted work of art.
Sturdy as a dragon, curved like the moon, its surface texture resembled beautiful jade, dark brown yet tinged with a hint of red light. Below, magma boiled and flowed; rooted in such scorching surroundings, even though it had died, it remained perfectly preserved.
The glow of the magma illuminated the entire underground world, casting light upon the divine tree and palace, truly evoking a sense of a celestial palace. Especially with Red Consort dressed in a long crimson robe, barefoot and wearing a Mask while walking on the pristine stone slabs, she seemed like an immortal descending from the heavens.
"Let's go; we have someone waiting for us inside!"
Stepping on the stone slabs, the palace ahead gradually grew taller. The towering gate and Stairs stretched upward, leading directly to the Ninety-Nine Steps that reached the entrance of the main hall. Upon entering the hall, the entire space instantly transformed into a scene of golden splendor.
Tall columns were adorned with dragons and phoenixes, inlaid with gold and silver. Ancient murals depicting mythological stories filled the walls on either side. The high dome was embedded with jewels that reflected beautiful rays of light under illumination, casting colorful streams on the stone slabs below.
Under this lighting, the murals on the walls and the figures of deities and beasts on the columns seemed to come alive, gradually revealing scenes from ancient myths to those who entered.
"This? Is this really something ancient people could achieve? What is the principle behind it?"
Bai Yujing felt that this architectural technique and craftsmanship were astonishingly incredible, making him feel as if he were in a dreamlike fairyland, stepping on a river of colorful light as he moved forward.
Given that there was only so much space available for construction, to make the palace appear grand and magnificent, there could only be one main building within—the great hall. This palace exuded a sense of having been built with the full strength of an entire clan within this volcano, containing the power of the Kuaiwei Clan and ancient secrets, as well as architectural techniques and civilization from ancient times.
Passing through rows of columns toward the depths of the great hall, Bai Yujing immediately saw a massive Coffin on a high platform—a stone coffin that measured at least twenty meters long according to the scale of this palace.
What could possibly be housed within such a large Coffin? Was there a life form inside that had grown to such proportions, or was it merely to highlight this grand atmosphere?
"Red Consort" also sensed this change: "Hurry up, Bai Yujing, kill her! I command you to kill her, or else I will definitely kill you later, and then kill all the humans above!"
Bai Yujing hesitated greatly. After much contemplation, he still did not descend the mountain. It was not only about thinking of his own name but also about Li Hao and Lin Ruoqiao. More importantly, he was considering the current situation. Even if he listened to "Red Consort," what would ultimately happen? What exactly had changed with Xu Lei, and would it be good or bad for him?
In the end, Bai Yujing decided to stand by and said to "Red Consort," "I'm sorry, I won't take action!"
At that moment, Xu Lei, who was above, finally opened his eyes.
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