"....." Zhang Rongfang glanced around, feeling faintly like he had been set up.
But since he was already here, there was no turning back.
He took a deep breath and immediately smelled an extremely strong scent of blood and flesh.
The fragrance was so intense, like leaning towards a plate of braised pork and taking a deep sniff. The richness of the aroma far surpassed everyone Zhang Rongfang had ever encountered before!
His spirits lifted immediately.
He turned to look at the Dao Palace.
The aroma was being carried from there by the wind.
Taking a deep breath, Zhang Rongfang lifted his foot and walked step by step towards the gate of the Dao Palace.
In any case, he should first pay respects to the Palace Master.
There was no one in the plaza. It was empty with only the sound of the wind.
Standing before the gate of the Dao Palace.
Zhang Rongfang reached out a hand and pushed.
With a creak, the door slowly opened inward.
Inside was an extremely long and wide grand hall.
