Swish.
Lin Fei landed in front of the Saintess Hall.
It was an elegant and classical palace, with red glazed tiles and the roof adorned with two statues of phoenixes spreading their wings and lifting their heads, colorful and majestic, vibrant and lifelike, as if phoenixes were perched on the palace roof, singing to the sky.
In front of the palace was a plaza large enough to hold thousands, with four lush sycamore trees on each side.
Moonlight shone down, illuminating the exquisite phoenix statues on the roof of the Saintess Hall, while the tall sycamore trees in the courtyard were lush and full of life.
However, the entire Saintess Hall was silent as if not a soul was present.
Lin Fei had found this place based on the location of the Saintess Hall that Yuan Long told him, confident he hadn't made a mistake.
Moreover, under the moonlight, Lin Fei saw the plaque hanging above the palace gate with the three shimmering silver characters: "Saintess Hall."
