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Outside the cellar, the sky gradually darkened.

The shouts of killing at the top of the city finally stopped, replaced by an even more disturbing silence.

Su Yu knew that it was not that the city was defended, but that the monsters had temporarily retreated.

They didn't leave, they were just regrouping, waiting for the next impact.

At this moment, the Shiwang Monument in his consciousness suddenly shook violently.

A huge and suffocating spiritual power wave came from the direction of Black Wind Ridge, penetrated the loess wall of the cellar, penetrated his flesh and blood bones, and blasted directly into the sea of ​​consciousness.

Su Yu opened his eyes suddenly - even though he was underground with several feet of rammed earth above his head, he still "saw" the sky outside.

Over the Black Wind Ridge, the shadow of a huge palace is slowly emerging.

It was a huge bronze-colored building complex, suspended above the clouds, with cornices and carved beams, and every brick and tile exuded an ancient and majestic light.

Its outline is half virtual and half solid, as if looking at an underwater palace through a layer of water waves.

The mirage of fake ruins finally appeared.

Su Yu took a deep breath and pressed his hands on his chest - it was the inducing seal recorded in Su Xuan's inheritance.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the King's Monument roared, and the dark golden body of the monument lit up with veins like blood vessels.

He felt that his body temperature was rising rapidly, and the blood in his body was boiling as if it had been ignited.

Creating a projection requires a stick of incense.

And he only had one chance.

He closed his eyes and sank all his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness.

On the floor of the cellar, a circle of dark golden light was slowly lighting up.

The light outlined an extremely complex rune pattern. In the center of the pattern was a simple seal script with the word "Shi" - exactly the same as the pattern on the back of his hand.

Golden lines spread outward from the center of the array like meridians, swallowing up the darkness of the cellar inch by inch.

At the same time, everyone on the city wall of Blackwater City saw the bronze palace hanging in the sky.

Tiebaotou forgot about the still bleeding wound and looked up at the sky, his lips trembling and unable to speak.

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