"This Underground Mausoleum is truly remarkable!"
Having passed through this corridor, Xiao Yifeng heaved a sigh of relief, a glint of light flickering in his eyes.
At the end of the corridor was another small stone door. The man wearing the golden mask smashed it open with one palm, and immediately everyone stepped aside to avoid any arrows that might shoot out.
However, this time there were no arrows; instead, there lay a vast palace behind the stone door.
In the palace stood eight figures clad in golden armor, each grasping a golden long saber, looking majestic but devoid of any signs of life.
To one side were many boxes, and in front center of the palace was a Golden Holy Lotus, sparkling with dazzling brilliance and exuding an aura of pure sanctity, containing an incredibly powerful energy.
"The Golden Holy Lotus!"
Upon seeing the golden lotus, the leader with the golden mask shot forward with a glint of sharpness in his eyes.
Boom boom boom!
