Wang Chen fell silent at the sight before him just after landing.
What appeared before him was, astonishingly, a resplendent underground palace, an architectural style utterly unlike that of the Star Sea Technology world and suffused everywhere with an aura Wang Chen knew best.
Before the underground palace stood twelve massive stone pillars coiled with dragons, supporting a lofty dome. Every cloud dragon upon them seemed alive, and the pearls in their mouths emitted a gentle radiance that illuminated the entire Cave Dwelling space.
The underground palace's golden gates were tightly shut, yet from time to time they spewed multicolored rays that transformed into countless True Script Runes.
This was unmistakably the handiwork of immortals!
Wang Chen could say with absolute certainty that this was a cultivator's Cave Dwelling.
It was just that the rank of this Cave Dwelling was so high it made his balls ache!
This Cave Dwelling had formation restrictions in place, perhaps even fifth- or sixth-tier ones. Wang Chen did not dare approach for a closer look.
The aura leaking from it alone made every hair on his body stand on end.
Nor did Wang Chen overlook the crystals carpeting the ground between the dragon-carved stone pillars—Nether Crystals.
There were no telling how many of these densely packed, layer upon layer of Nether Crystals there were.
From this, Wang Chen deduced that the Nether Race occupying Tampas Star had discovered the existence of this underground palace. They had tried to pry open the secrets hidden within, only to pay countless sacrifices without getting their wish.
Then the Empire's counterattack had forced the Nether Legion to withdraw from the planet, but the unwilling Alien Races had left behind part of their forces to guard this secret.
That was why the Nether Eye and the Nether Dragon had