Half an hour later, the front door of the palace was covered with broken limbs.
The strange thing was that these broken limbs, whether it was the body or the hands and feet, were shaking non-stop until the black liquid inside had dried up. Only then did they stop moving.
Looking at these broken limbs, Yang Tian frowned and slowly walked towards the main door of the palace.
When Yang Tian crossed the high threshold and walked less than 20 meters under the dim light, there was a rumbling sound behind him. A thick and heavy stone door suddenly rose up and shut Yang Tian and the little azure dragon in the main hall.
The moment the door was closed, it formed a sealed space. One could not see their fingers even if they stretched out their hands, and the surroundings became even quieter.
“Boom... boom... boom...”
