With the thunder-like sound echoing in the palace for a long time, it eventually subsided, and the palace once again returned to tranquility.
Shu Guan held his breath.
Only this time, he thought there would be something more to follow, but no other sounds emerged from the great hall.
Until the scene gradually faded away, the surrounding scenery shimmered slightly, and before his eyes, the white dragon skeleton coiled on the coral throne reappeared.
Then, Shu Guan let out a long sigh.
The memories within the remnant soul should be what he had just seen and heard.
Of course, those snippets of memories and sounds were sufficient to deliver a tremendous shock to Shu Guan's mind, and they revealed to him many secrets and truths buried in the annals of time from the chaotic era when the Heavenly Court was on the brink of destruction four thousand years ago.
