The Palace of the Underworld Emperor was a sanctuary for the living and a forbidden wasteland for the dead.
"That is... a divine medicine!"
Opening into a world of its own, the Palace of the Underworld King resembled a celestial secret realm. The ground was covered with top-grade spiritual plants of staggering ages. Just stepping inside, Zhou Chuan had almost crushed a divine medicine underfoot. A few breaths of the ambient air brought a strong sense of fullness, forcing him to stop and begin refining it.
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