In the wide tunnel.
Only footsteps remain.
Julius Reed races forward with his sword, his eyes bloodshot!
The Dragon King Ring flickers with a dark light, on and off.
His Da Zhou Lan Ye Sword is also shrouded in black smoke!
Boosh!
After sprinting a kilometer!
He stands at the mouth of the cave.
Before him, lies a different world.
The original dilapidated stone walls have long vanished.
Replacing them are magnificent gold bricks!
The space before him looks more like a palace.
Square-shaped!
Both length and width are a kilometer, and the ceiling is a dome arching upwards.
Brilliant gold glimmers above, illuminating the entire palace.
Eighteen pillars, about three meters in diameter, engraved with Qiongqi patterns, stand from the ground up to the ceiling!
In the center!
There is a throne!
A throne made of pure gold!
Upon the throne sits a person.
The person is dressed in a gold robe, leaning back on the throne, holding a sword!
The sword.
Deeply embedded below.
