The desolate ancient hall spanned across the endless void; this was an extremely ancient temple, adorned with old patterns and carvings, all worn and aged. A forlorn aura hit them, as if they had gone back to prehistoric times.
There was no doubt that this ancient temple was a product of prehistoric times.
Several Supreme Divines were waiting here early this morning. They could not possibly be in their true forms, as this was the time to stand guard over the Tiandu Continent, preventing sudden invasions by alien races—a mere strand of their manifested virtual selves was present.
Upon seeing the Old Mansion Master lead Ye Chen and other outstanding members of the younger generation arrive, they nodded to each other and then said, "The time is about right, let's open the King's Ancient Road."
"Alright, open it!"