Ye Tian Yun had crossed over to the other side of the wall, and it had been about ten minutes since then.
The only thing Ye Tian Yun had done by now was to admire the scene in front of him.
It was not that everything was a part of beautiful scenery, like how he had first entered the Sword Stele hall. However, it was the opposite - everything here was quite dull.
But this dullness didn't stop Ye Tian Yun from wanting to spend his whole life in this room.
There wasn't any beauty or riches; in fact, there wasn't even a dry place to sit in this hall-size room.
The room was filled with 'water' up to one's knees.
However, this still didn't affect Ye Tian Yun at all, who had always disliked getting his clothes wet.
It was all because of the water itself.
To be more precise, it was because of the floor below the water.
First of all, this 'water' wasn't any regular water - but in fact - it was spirit water.