Empty palace hallways and lanes, a bronze chariot was pulled by six warhorses emitting a holy white light all over.
After Zhao Yun entered the interior of the royal city, she had no intention whatsoever of searching for other ancient God inheritances, and simply drove the chariot slowly toward the largest stone statue in the central area.
This ancient city was built in a concentric "Hui"-shaped structure, but it was very different from their inner-fighting cities.
In the outer city, there were luxurious courtyards as well as crude, shabby thatched huts, with shops everywhere on the streets.
Inside the inner city, no commercial shops could be seen at all; there were only rows of huge palaces.
Clearly,
the outer city was a residential and commercial district, while the inner city was an administrative district.
Every single palace in the inner city was an administrative agency.
"The inheritance of the Four Divine Palaces!"
"It has opened!"
Zhao Yun sat on the bronze chariot with a leisurely posture, holding a wooden folding fan in her hand. A gentle breeze stirred her scattered hair strands, giving people a sense of quiet peace.
She raised her eyes and looked toward the towering pillars of light rising in all four directions of the palace city.
"Are we really just going to watch like this?"
"And do nothing?"
Zhao Yun suddenly turned her pretty face back toward the cabin of the bronze chariot, fixing her gaze on the empty space as she spoke.
"Mhm!"
"You don't need to do anything!"
"You just need to wait quietly."
Suddenly, Wang Ming's voice rang in Zhao Yun's ear. Had this human voice not sounded, anyone seeing Zhao Yun's appearance would have thought she was talking to herself.
The bronze chariot had been further modified by Wang Ming, and a