บท 1411: Green Claw Ghost Winged Lion

This was a bronze hall.

At the center of the hall, there was a metallic lamp hanging on a crane neck. The neck was long and curvy, at the tip of its beak, there was a flame that was the size of a peach.

This flame shone over the entire hall.

The flame was weak, the corners of the bronze hall were still covered in darkness.

A thin young Gu Master was standing on a huge concrete tile of the palace. There was a huge pillar beside him, it was red and thick, to encircle it, three grown men would need to stretch their arms out.

When the light shined, the pillar blocked a huge portion of it, the young Gu Master's body was half concealed in darkness and shadows.

It was Han Li.

Han Li was currently covered in sweat, he was uncertain in his heart.

"I was too overconfident!"

"This senior Zhen Yuan Zi might be a righteous path Gu Immortal, but someone like me has no qualifications to take his true inheritance."