The Source Ancestor and many Saints arrived here, their expressions calm and without much surprise. When the Ancient Hall first revealed itself to the world, fierce battles and competitions had already erupted.
The remnants of cracks at the end of the passage are mostly traces left from their earlier struggles.
The Divine King gazed at the empty space above the steps, where there should have been a bronze divine throne. In those days, he had ceded it to the Source Ancestor during the scramble.
Yet even now, the latter still hadn't become one with the Immortal Divine.
"Hmph."
The Divine King snorted coldly, glanced at the Source Ancestor, and strode forward.
Outside the Ancient Hall, the area that Saints could explore had nearly all been investigated; scavenged thoroughly, no treasures remained.
Li Hao followed them, traversing the passage, delving deep into the Ancient Hall.
