The place where the small snake's blood dropped had already turned black, emitting a foul smell.
"Such strong toxicity!" Ling Feng's eyes slightly narrowed. If it had bitten him just now, he might have been in a dire situation.
"The creatures here are all very dangerous!" Ling Feng took a deep breath, then continued forward with even more caution.
Finally, after several twists and turns, Ling Feng arrived in front of the palace on the mountain. Looking at the majestic palace, Ling Feng felt a tremor deep within his soul.
"Is this the relic? Is this where the gods once lived and cultivated?" Ling Feng murmured to himself.
This palace was enormous, and in front of it was a very spacious practice field. Although countless years had passed, this practice field still carried a powerful aura and sense of oppression.
