"This is..."
Chu Ning recalled the scene he "saw" just now, deeply shocked in his heart.
"Could this be the remnants of images left by the Great Power of this Ancient Sect from long ago?
But, why can I see it?"
This vivid scene, Chu Ning would not think he imagined it out of thin air.
To know, just a moment ago, he could even clearly see the faces of the people in front of him.
Chu Ning cautiously moved forward, coming to the last chair.
He released his Spiritual Sense, carefully scanning it.
There seemed to be nothing unusual about the seat.
After hesitating for a moment, Chu Ning reached out and gently touched the chair.
"..."
In the next moment, the chair with an ancient design silently crumbled at Chu Ning's touch, turning into fine powder scattered on the ground.
"The age is indeed long, so even though these chairs appear to be made of high-quality Spirit Wood, they have completely weathered."
Chu Ning murmured softly, intending to turn around and leave immediately.
