Fake! It must be fake!
Fang Yuan used his tiger paw to rub his eyes, blinking repeatedly, staring at the high platform, confirming again and again.
In the end, Fang Yuan had to accept the cruel reality, looking dejected.
The dream of the Spirit Treasure shattered, as if the Spirit Treasure that was almost within reach suddenly abandoned him in the blink of an eye.
Ahead, at the moment when the sealing restriction dissipated, a terrifying and vast aura swept across the high platform.
The thrashing five heavens unleashing a dazzling golden light, a golden pillar of light soared into the sky again.
The ruins, which appeared dim due to the lack of sunlight, suddenly became as bright as day.
Outside, where Jiang Che and the others couldn't see, the golden pillar of light that had disappeared for some time reappeared above the Great Prairie, piercing the sky, stirring up the winds and clouds, drawing the attention of many in the Great Qin Empire.
