Cheng Shen picked up the glory record card and chose to use it.

Boom...!

It was like a thunder exploded in my mind.

When Cheng Shen saw it, the black card in his hand suddenly turned into a deep whirlpool, swallowing him whole in an instant.

Come to your senses again.

He had appeared in an empty palace.

The palace seemed to have experienced a great battle, and traces of battle damage could be seen everywhere. On the floor, walls, and ceiling, there were dents made by sword blades, as well as huge claw marks left by some kind of ferocious beast.

Right in front, a statue with a vague face stood, and an ancient bronze sword full of cracks stuck straight into its head.

The afterglow of terrifying energy filled the blade.

Just take a look.

Cheng Shen felt as if his body was about to be torn apart.

Unimaginable.

The person who could wield this ancient bronze sword would be a powerful being.

Cheng Shen couldn't help but think about why he nailed this sword to the head of a god statue.

etc……

Idol?!

Cheng Shen's heart suddenly beat wildly, and he thought of some terrible scene.

He quickly looked away.

In the center of the palace, there is a huge circular stone table, surrounded by twelve five-meter-high gray stone chairs.

The tables and chairs are also full of marks from knives and axes, but compared to other facilities in the palace, they are relatively well preserved.

Cheng Shen was currently sitting on one of the stone chairs.

These tables and chairs seemed to be prepared for giants. They seemed extremely loose after he sat on them. A layer of light gray-white mist shrouded the outside of the stone chairs, like a barrier, restricting him but also protecting him.
Chapter completed!