The grand hall had no doors, and the place where they had fallen from had vanished as if it had never existed.
Ning Beichen called out a few times, but no one answered. He had no choice but to temporarily put aside his worry for Linglong. If he couldn't leave this place, let alone Linglong, he himself might be trapped here forever.
Ning Beichen looked around and found four bronze pillars in the four corners of the hall. These bronze pillars had glowing beads on them, emitting a cold, dim light. He wondered if they were night-luminescent pearls or something else.
Ning Chao walked over to carefully examine the four bronze pillars.
Besides the glowing beads, the pillars were also carved with many mysterious patterns.
These patterns, from wherever and whenever they originated, appeared unfathomable and obscure. There were also some characters that seemed even older than oracle bone script.
Ning Beichen couldn't understand a single word. It seemed these characters did not belong to this world, yet Ning Beichen could feel that these characters and patterns contained great opportunities.
Furthermore, Ning Beichen had a feeling that if he wanted to leave this enclosed hall, it might be related to these four bronze pillars.
But the problem was that he couldn't understand the patterns and characters on the bronze pillars.
What should he do?
Was he going to be trapped here until he died?
Ning Beichen had thought of ways to get out, but he had considered every possible method, and none of them worked.
This place looked like an ancient hall, but it was more like an independent space. It wasn't as simple as opening a door to get out, especially since there wasn't even a door here.
As for the seemingly ancient and decaying walls, even Ning Beichen's full-force strike as a Grandmaster couldn't move them even a bit, so breaking out was almost impossible.
Ultimately, Ning Beichen concluded that it wasn't almost impossible, but completely impossible.
Besides the four bronze pillars, there was nothing else in the hall.
Could it be by sensing with his mind? So, Ning Beichen sat down by the pillars and used his mental energy to sense them.
However, an hour passed with no effect. Ning Beichen sensed nothing.
Ning Beichen tried many other methods without success. It was as if the four bronze pillars were just ordinary pillars and not as mysterious as he had imagined.
"You're not going to ask for my blood, are you?"
Ning Beichen muttered to the unyielding bronze pillars.
"Then I'll give it a try. I have no other options anyway."
Ning Beichen took out a knife and cut his palm. Blood quickly gushed out, dyeing his entire palm red.
Ning Beichen placed his blood-soaked palm on the bronze pillar, but he wasn't too excited.
Blood sacrifice was a rare occurrence. He was just trying anything as a last resort, not expecting much.
But at this moment.
Suddenly, a powerful suction force emerged from the bronze pillar, latching onto Ning Beichen's palm. Ning Beichen was startled and his first reaction was to pull his hand away.
But the suction force seemed to possess terrifying power, directly suppressing Ning Beichen, a Grandmaster. At this moment, he couldn't even move, let alone pull his hand away.
Ning Beichen became greatly alarmed. He had never encountered such a strange situation. Moreover, he could feel his blood continuously integrating into the bronze pillar.
If it were just a little bit, Ning Beichen wouldn't be so worried.
The current situation was that he couldn't control his palm at all. The blood in his body was like a riverbank with a breached dam, the blood being absorbed by the bronze pillar without restraint.
Soon, Ning Beichen, the Grandmaster, began to feel dizzy. He desperately tried to stop this, to get away from the strange bronze pillar, but he couldn't.
After an unknown period, a large amount of Ning Beichen's blood had been absorbed by the bronze pillar, and his consciousness began to blur.
Whether he was an ordinary person, a powerful Grandmaster, or the pinnacle of martial power in the mortal world, at this moment, he was like a plucked chicken waiting to be slaughtered.
About a few minutes later, Ning Beichen's eyes went black, and he completely lost consciousness, falling into a darkness like a wandering soul.
This state was not sleep, nor unconsciousness, nor death, but a state of lost soul.
As Ning Beichen lost consciousness, the bronze pillar, having drunk its fill of Ning Beichen's blood, suddenly emitted a dazzling light.
This light illuminated the patterns and characters on the bronze pillars. The bead on the pillar, which was likely a night-luminescent pearl, also turned blood-red as if soaked in blood, emitting streaks of blood-red electrical light that intertwined with the beads on the other three bronze pillars.
Shortly after, a loud booming sound echoed through the hall. The light from the four bronze pillars then fell entirely onto Ning Beichen, weaving around him in a mysterious and bizarre manner.
About half an hour later, a giant, blood-red cocoon appeared suspended in the center of the hall. The unconscious Ning Beichen was inside the cocoon.
From the outside, nothing could be seen of the interior of the cocoon. However, from within, it was clear that the blood previously absorbed by the bronze pillars was now flowing into Ning Beichen's body through tubes connected to him from the cocoon.
Only, this blood returning to Ning Beichen's body seemed to contain something different, something that glowed.
Ning Beichen, whose blood had been completely drained by the bronze pillars, soon had his lost blood returned to his body after passing through the bronze pillars, as if he had never lost any blood at all.
After an unknown period.
A day? Or two?
Perhaps three days?
Or even longer.
The previously still blood cocoon began to vibrate. The hall shook as if an earthquake was occurring, emitting rumbling sounds.
Then, the cocoon split open in the middle, and Ning Beichen fell out.
"I... what happened to me?"
After emerging from the blood cocoon, Ning Beichen rubbed his head, feeling somewhat dazed.
Fragmented memories kept surfacing in his mind. Besides these memories, there were also some ancient and distant recollections.
However, these memories were like fragments, appearing in Ning Beichen's mind from time to time.
And the characters on the bronze pillars, which Ning Beichen couldn't understand before, now felt very familiar. He understood them at a glance, as if he had known this script since birth.