"Corpse?" Chen Heng frowned.
It was not a big deal to find a corpse in this place. After all, it was a relic from the past, so it was normal for there to be some remains from the past. However, this place was the Golden Palace's core. Therefore, its identity should not be so simple for the corpses here.
Chen Heng looked forward. Golden light illuminated, and a golden throne was placed quietly before Chen Heng's line of sight, looking exquisite. It should have been forged from gold-like metal, looking gorgeous.
A corpse sat on the throne, not knowing how long it had been dead, but it had now become a skeleton. The skeleton was wearing a tattered royal robe. Despite traces of decay on its clothes after so many years, the workmanship looked exquisite, unlike an ordinary costume.
Chen Heng glanced at it casually and soon noticed a key point. A golden scepter stood quietly in the corpse's hand.
