After going along that shining straight path that ran through the fifth level for an unknown amount of time, the space around them finally changed. An unusually magnificent white-gray stone door appeared in front of them.
Aya asked with amazement, "What is this place?"
Wang Lu was stunned for a while. He looked around and saw them standing on a suspended island. Behind them was the boundless sea of clouds and the way in front of them was blocked by that stone door.
"In short, this is not the sixth level of the King’s Treasure House… Unfortunately, the one who is most knowledgeable about this place does not come forward to explain, so this is all purely a guess."
Wang Lu’s voice had just fallen, and the stone door in front of them suddenly trembled. Its coarse harsh surface became twisted, as if there were waves on its surface. Vaguely, it presented a face, which then sent out a dull, swinging-people’s-emotion voice.
