STEP!
Stepping onto solid ground once again, Yu Zhun found the surrounding brightness a bit dazzling, having already grown accustomed to the dim environment of the Nether Trial.
He shook his head vigorously, realizing he was now standing inside a resplendent hall. Standing there, he could vaguely make out the scenery outside. It was still the familiar darkness, with only this place surging with light.
"@#￥@..."
Ancient and mysterious syllables echoed through the hall. It was the language of the Demonized Elf. However, this time, Yu Zhun could surprisingly understand the meaning conveyed in the other party's language.
"You have arrived."
Surprised, Yu Zhun raised his head, looking up at the entity sitting on the throne at the highest point of the hall. Like the Demonized Elf, he had long, pointed ears. A cascade of Gold hair flowed down his back, and he rested his chin on one hand, looking down at Yu Zhun.
