Before long, the two of them passed through a narrow passage and arrived at the center of a large hall.
The hall was more than ten zhang in diameter, surrounded by dark giant stones piled up, with ordinary jade stones laid on the ground, which still bore traces of crimson liquid and some rotten flesh.
Lu Li glanced around and frowned.
Inside the hall, there was nothing except for four round cylindrical pillars standing in each corner.
The pillars were made entirely of blood-red jade, engraved with various strange patterns of beasts, emitting a faintly eerie aura.
His Divine Sense carefully scanned the surroundings, aside from these four pillars, there was only a deep, bottomless hole to the northwest.
"It seems that by passing through this hole we reach the lair of the Demon Cultivators,"
Lu Li whispered to Lu Yuling beside him.
Lu Yuling nodded in agreement, "Brother Liu, these pillars are very strange, we should destroy them."
"I was thinking the same thing."