Fang Chen was extremely shocked. He hurriedly left the pavilion and when he arrived at the pit, he glanced at the entrance of the palace and thought for a moment. In the end, he decided to enter.
“Ancestor, what exactly is here?” Fang Chen asked.
The bronze ancestor was an expert from the ancient times, he was experienced and knowledgeable, it was possible for him to know what was inside this palace.
What kind of person was the bronze ancestor? Back then, when he was still alive, he was one of the strongest existences in the entire Ancient Sword Continent.
This kind of expert’s strength definitely exceeded the spiraling field, but he was actually praising a Spirit Swirling Realm Warriors now, and it was enough to see just how amazing the cold naive was.
Immediately, a wave of cold Qi blew over. When Fang Chen sensed this Qi, his face changed greatly.
“This is …” the aura of the Huangquan Sect. “
Fang Chen’s eyes were filled with shock. This place was filled with the aura of a Huangquan Sect.
When Fang Chen opened the door, countless shouts could be heard, and when Fang Chen looked carefully, he was shocked to discover that this palace held a large number of remnant souls of the Huangquan Sect s locked inside.
Just as Fang Chen was deep in his thoughts, suddenly, a remnant soul floated in through the gap in the door and attacked Fang Chen.
“You’re courting death.”
An hour later, Fang Chen finally stopped his slaughter. In this period of time, he had killed over a hundred residual souls.
Thinking about it here, Fang Chen immediately opened the door and appeared in the palace.
This palace was filled with the remnant spirits of the Huangquan Sect. On the ground, there were piles of bones that had accumulated here for too long, and had long since rotted away.
“So cool.”
Within the Huangquan Sect, other than the one hundred and eight captains, seventy-two hall masters, and thirty-six protectors, there were also the The Eight Kings, the three great Honored Warriors. Above them, was the elusive Sect Leader Huang Quan.
Fang Chen sneered, and the Star-Hidden Sword in his hand continued to wave.
Thinking about it, Fang Chen was incomparably shocked. One of the The Eight Kings, an expert at the peak of the spiraling field had died so many years ago, yet her heart was still beating?