The Dusk of the Bloody Invasion [4]

The stone door groaned as it swung open, revealing a dimly lit chamber.

Ji Shuang stepped inside, looking around.

The room was vast, its domed ceiling disappearing into shadows, and the air was thick with a sacred energy.

The walls were adorned with intricate runes, each glowing faintly with a golden light.

Lining the room, there were enormous statues of the Sect's founding ancestors, each carved with exquisite detail.

The figures' expressions were stern, as if they were silently judging the one who dared to disturb their eternal watch.

Ji Shuang's steps echoed softly as she walked deeper into the chamber, her gaze shifting from one statue to the next.

As she approached the center of the room, her eyes locked onto the towering crystal obelisk.

Its surface shimmered with energy, swirling like liquid light trapped within its crystalline confines.