The small door opened.
What came into view was an empty Hall. There was almost no decoration in the entire Hall except for a futon, which made people look sideways.
Both Li Hao and mi han turned their eyes to the futon.
Treasure?
The core of the entire Dark Demon Ridge?
Also, where did the voice just now come from?
Just as the two of them looked at the futon, a figure appeared.
Xin Han was shocked, and Li Hao also took a few steps back.
"Dark Demon Emperor?"
Mi han was a little nervous. Could this be the eighth-rank venerable sovereign?
"There's no need to be vigilant. "
The illusionary figure appeared with a noble and illusionary appearance. Its voice reverberated,""I'm not the master of the dark Demon Ridge. I'm just a weapon spirit!"
Artifact Spirit!
The two of them instantly looked at the futon. Could it be that the futon had attained Dao?
The chaosverse was omnipresent.
