Song Shuhang had completely forgotten why he was holding such a strange—or perhaps more accurately, savage—throne-type magic treasure.
The savagery of this throne-type magic treasure was not directed at enemies, but at its user. I'm especially ruthless when it comes to myself—that was precisely the kind of magical artifact this was.
Song Shuhang had no time to think.
At this critical moment, he instinctively summoned the throne-type magic treasure.
His intuition told him... this throne-type magic artifact would come in handy. In the Cultivation World, the stranger a magical artifact looked, the more often it was interesting or possessed some special use.
As long as this throne could help him, with a hole in his chest, and the petite Fairy, who had lost her heart, he had nothing left to hesitate over!
Facing the throne covered in bone spikes, Song Shuhang did not hesitate.
In any case... he was wearing a precious armor!
With the precious armor cushioning him, these bone spikes were nothing to fear.
A moment later.
"Ggh~ ggh~" Tyrant Song, seated on the throne, kept drawing in sharp breaths.
Wave after wave of intense pain crashed over him like the sea.
The indescribable sensation was something no outsider could possibly understand.
While enduring the pain, he supported the petite Fairy in his arms and observed her condition.
The throne's effect was awesome!
The petite Fairy, who had lost her heart and nearly fallen unconscious, had stabilized.
The same went for Song Shuhang. The drafty feeling in his chest had disappeared, and he no longer felt cold air whistling through it.
The two of them sat motionless on the terrifying throne.
"What kind of magical artifact is this throne?" White Long-Strip Sister asked at this moment.
"I don't know. I only know that it can come in handy.