Lost Temple

The formidable force of the array dragged Jiang Feng down toward the depths of the palace.

Jiang Feng felt as though he were caught in a vortex, the rapid spinning churning his insides. Still, it was far more bearable than when he had fallen onto this planet before. At the very least, he had not lost consciousness because of it.

Jiang Feng was no novice. He knew full well that once trapped in an array, struggling would only make one sink deeper.

The best course was to let the array drag him along. Once it finally settled, it would leave him somewhere temporarily safe.

Thus, Jiang Feng did not dare struggle in the slightest.

Several breaths passed—not long at all—and the fluctuations around him gradually subsided.

The radiance slowly settled, and Jiang Feng discovered that he was standing in the middle of a resplendent great hall.

The hall was not particularly extravagant, yet every inch of it exuded a supreme and majestic grandeur.

The stone beneath his feet was something Jiang Feng had never seen or even heard of. At a glance, it somewhat resembled jade, but upon closer inspection, he realized that this stone was far more exquisite than jade.

The first thing to catch Jiang Feng's eye was the rows of statues directly ahead.

These statues were all high-level lifeforms, though they belonged to different races. Judging from their appearances, there were humans among them as well.

Though their races differed, the patterns on their armor were identical.

There were twelve statues in total, arranged in two rows on either side of the great hall.

At the center of the statues stood something that looked like an altar.

The altar was utterly out of place amid the hall's surroundings, as though it had been placed there later.

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