บท 1172: The True Strength Of The Wooden Man!

He walked out from the other side of the space and entered the hall. It was as if he had stepped into another dimension. A mysterious and special energy surged towards him!

The space inside the hall was vast.

As far as the eye could see, the huge pillar was made of pitch-black black iron. It looked extremely sturdy. The patterns on the surface intersected like dragon scales, supporting the entire dome of the hall.

Looking forward, there was a huge altar in the middle of the hall. The altar was engraved with ancient runes. Although it was covered by moss, there was still a faint light squeezed out from the dense moss.

Several candlesticks surrounded the altar, burning with a blazing light like heavenly fire!

Above the altar, in the center of the candlesticks, there was a sphere that flickered with blue light.

Traces of energy flowed irregularly around the sphere, and it didn't look very stable.