The world behind the door is suddenly just a small square with blue light shining in the sky and surrounded by gray barriers. Except for the giant door that comes in, there is no other portal.

The entire square was empty, except for a strange circular high platform in the center, which seemed to have something vaguely on it.

Han Li withdrew his spiritual thoughts, his pupils narrowed slightly when he looked at the high platform, and he strode over.

After a while, he arrived near the high platform, swung his figure to the edge of the platform, and swept up.

The area of ​​the high platform is not too small, it is more than 30 feet wide. There is a beautiful pattern imprinted on the ground, depicting the sun, moon and starry sky. Stars of different sizes are so lifelike that they almost cover the entire high platform.

In the center of the pattern, there is an emerald green Taishi chair, which is unusually majestic.

In addition, there were nine silver objects as tall as one person on the edge of the high platform, standing there motionless.

Astonishingly, there were nine silver warriors holding long swords and wearing helmets and crowns.

Except for a pair of dark eyes, no trace of skin was exposed on their bodies. They looked like either puppets or dead objects such as statues.

However, the postures of these soldiers seemed a little weird. Instead of holding the sword with both hands, they put one hand on their chest to perform a pinching motion, and the other hand grasped the middle part of the sword and pointed straight up into the sky with the tip of the sword.
Chapter completed!