In the eternal existence of the Fierce Sun, a magnificent and expansive golden palace appeared as if it were the residence of a deity.
Pang Jian merely gazed at it and felt a piercing pain in his pupils as though his bones and soul were being roasted by the fierce sun.
But he still desperately gazed on.
He was eager to know whether what he was seeing right now was real or an illusion; he wanted to make sure.
"Whoosh! Whoosh, whoosh!"
Endless Sun God Fire, stirred up by the Three-legged Golden Crows, as if evolving the great sun's principles.
In Pang Jian's view, the giant and mysterious golden Divine Seat radiated an increasingly intense brilliance!
After a moment, Pang Jian's pupils were so irritated that tears covered his face, and he had no choice but to close his eyes.
Yet, when he introspected, he discovered that the miniature sun within his Spiritual Sea was also radiating a similar brilliance.
"Sssss!"
