Winding down to the bottom of the cave, they were a hundred meters from the surface, the air was thin, the space vast, housing a magnificent palace.
The entire palace seemed weathered, most of its stone columns already in ruins. The ceiling was inlaid with countless gems, their refracted light illuminating the entire underground space, rendering it incredibly dreamlike.
"Where is the thing you talked about?"
Qin Jun asked inwardly, scanning around, but there was nothing but rubble beyond the broken treasures.
The voice of Ji Yongsheng followed, "Keep walking forward, it's inside the palace."
His tone remained as calm as ever, as if discussing something trivial.
Qin Jun curled his lips. Why be so composed?
Liu Ruolai and Zhong Kui curiously examined the ruins of the Cat People Clan, the dilapidated architecture giving them a sense of vast antiquity.
