After stepping into the exit, Han Yu regretted coming to take a look.
"What did I say? What did I say?"
The Artifact Spirit grumbled irritably in the Sea of Consciousness, feeling a bad premonition.
Entering through the broken exit of the passageway, there's still a plaza inside, surprisingly large. Even if it hasn't hollowed out the entire mountain belly, it's probably not far from it.
However, that's not the main point; the key is the densely packed pillars all over the plaza!
Han Yu is all too familiar with this stuff.
Corpse Refining Lineage's handiwork!
Han Yu felt like swearing. Why could he always stumble upon Corpse Refining Lineage's stuff wherever he went?
If Impermanence Mansion were still around, with only the weak ones like Ox Head and Horse Face, Han Yu could have just dealt with it without concern.
But ever since his confrontation with the divided soul, he truly doesn't want to have any more dealings with this bizarre organization anytime soon.
