"What a good immortal Palace!"
Tang Hao stopped in front of the gate of the immortal Palace.
He looked up and exclaimed in admiration.
The immortal Palace in front of him was huge and magnificent. The halls were resplendent and glowed with dazzling divine light. He could also feel a trace of ancient aura from these halls.
A deep and vast pressure filled every corner of the immortal Palace.
"It's really imposing!"
Ling Zhanxu also exclaimed in admiration, revealing a look of respect.
The two of them paused for a moment before continuing.
After entering through the gate of the immortal Palace, they were faced with a large hall. The people who entered first all poured into this large hall.
At this moment, the hall was in chaos, and there were cries of alarm everywhere.
"Heavens! This table is made from blood Phoebe spiritual wood that is over ten thousand years old!"
