"Iron Gall Divine Hou had truly lived up to his reputation of being audacious. He might have harbored rebellious thoughts long ago, and secretly forged a Dragon Throne in a hidden chamber beneath this hall."
Xiao Feng walked to the edge of the crack, staring solemnly down at the Dragon Throne below, and coldly snorted.
Jiang Dali spoke indifferently, "He probably never expected that I would raid Hulong Manor and uncover his lair. He probably was so conceited as to think no one would dare to do so.
But I, Jiang Dali, dared to do just that.
This Dragon Throne, with his caution, should not have appeared so openly, but now it has.
Clearly, his ambition has reached an unstoppable point.
News of the Dragon Throne will hasten the Emperor of Ming's actions against him.
Let's go down and see!"
Jiang Dali kicked the ground with both feet.
With a crack, the gap was violently pried open even wider.
Amid a cloud of dust, Jiang Dali's figure plunged directly into the chamber below.
