The enormous Golden Palace appeared before them in its entirety. Even Fang Xuan, who was not seeing it for the first time, still felt incomparably shaken.
"There's something strange in here!" Fang Xuan looked at the gold bricks within the hall, where all manner of bizarre footprints covered the ground, and cautiously probed deeper inside.
"Imperial Decree and Nine Encirclements—how arduous it is."
"Heaven's heart blesses the one of virtue, preserving him forever."
Zhao Chuanxiong looked at the couplets on either side of the Golden Palace with some emotion.
The group carefully entered the Golden Palace. It was exceedingly empty inside; apart from enormous pillars coiled with golden dragons at intervals, there was nothing else.
"Be careful. There may be an array in this Golden Palace that confounds the mind!"
Fang Xuan gave a cautious reminder. The first time he had come to this Golden Palace, he had nearly been trapped in that array and unable to escape.
None of them dared to take Fang Xuan's warning lightly.
Moreover, with Pu An Yu, a martial artist proficient in the art of the Six Lines, among them, they truly encountered no danger within the Golden Palace.
"Look above us."
Just as everyone began to relax, Lingxi abruptly raised his head and cried out.
They all looked up, only to see a massive eye floating above the Golden Palace.
Enormous trigrams were arranged across the ceiling of the Golden Palace. As the giant eye continuously rotated, those trigrams also kept turning.
The instant Fang Xuan saw that giant eye, his pupils abruptly contracted.
He was exceedingly familiar with it. It was precisely the huge eyeball that had floated above all of Shang Jing when the city had been sealed.
There was no emotion within that eyeball. The only thing one could feel