The dark, gloomy hall was forged entirely from thick black bronze—walls, ceiling, and floor alike.
Whatever materials were mixed into this metal, they exuded a sinister, malevolent aura.
The entire hall was shrouded in a foreboding gloom that made anyone present deeply uncomfortable.
At the very center of the hall stood a stout bronze pillar, around which was bound a man with the body of a human and the tail of a serpent.
His flesh was pierced through and through by dozens of thick chains, each as thick as a thumb.
His serpent’s tail, measuring over seventy or eighty feet in length, coiled twice tightly around the bronze pillar.
Between the scales of his tail, glistening with a grimy sheen, occasionally dripped viscous, foul blood.
As the footsteps of Wu Tie and the others echoed into the hall, the man slowly lifted his head, his gaunt face filled with coldness.
Wu Tie clenched his fists tightly, staring unblinkingly at the man.
Sima Wuyou held the Heavenly and Earth Seal firmly in his left hand, his gaze equally fixed on the man.
“Heh, hehe, hehehe…”
A hoarse chuckle emerged from the man’s throat.
His skin twitched slightly.
Suddenly, his serpent tail broke free from the bronze pillar with a violent tremor.