Huo Dou and Wang Shu were not indecisive individuals.
After confirming that the purplish-gray light in the distance was the only light source, the two of them flew towards it without hesitation.
During this process, they once again felt the extraordinary nature of this world.
The power of Chaos was isolated outside this darkness.
The intersecting dimensions could not interfere with the operation and order of this space.
"Is that... a lantern?"
Until they got closer to the light source, Huo Dou finally saw what it was.
It seemed to be a giant palace.
Eight octagonal lanterns hung high at eight corners of this palace.
Points of purplish-gray light seeped from the lanterns, giving a dreamy, illusory feeling.
Initially, being too far away, the two thought there was only one light source here.
In fact, it was the light from eight lanterns, each emitting the same purplish-gray light, creating the illusion of being one.
"Innate Trigrams?"
