Only Xue An remained unaffected, standing quietly in the Divine Temple, surveying the vast space before him.
Though deep under the sea, there wasn't a trace of moisture inside the Divine Temple; it was extraordinarily dry.
Around this immense space stood one statue after another.
These statues seemed to have endured a fierce battle, covered in huge cracks, with some even shattered to pieces.
Xue An ignored the people behind him who had already succumbed to a dream state, leisurely walking among the statues with a complex and inscrutable expression on his face.
Despite the passage of time, Xue An could still clearly sense the immense power contained within these statues.
Moreover, unlike typical alchemical creations, these statues lacked obvious mechanical structures.
On the contrary, in many ways, these statues were like real living beings, complete with blood and flesh.
