"This... what is this?"
As Zhao Sheng gradually approached the stone pavilion ahead, he felt increasingly shocked in his heart, because in his vision the stone pavilion was rapidly enlarging and appeared even more ancient.
By the time he stepped into the pavilion, the octagonal stone pavilion was already as grand and ancient as a magnificent palace. The stone table, pillars, railings, stone bricks... every inch exuded an indescribable aura of Tao.
At this moment, the Taoist with the immortal demeanor became as grand as a mountain in stature, yet in Zhao Sheng's perception, the Taoist seemed to have no mana and appeared as ordinary as a mortal.
No, that's not right!
It's not that everything before him "enlarged," but rather that he had unknowingly become "smaller."
Upon realizing this, Zhao Sheng, horrified, suddenly stopped in his tracks. Intense thunder light abruptly enveloped his body, bursting into tangible blazing flames.
