IS Chapter 164

Chapter 164 Yong Jing's center, the nine layers of palace gates opened one after another. No one guarded the entrance of the main hall. Walking inside, everything was simple, ancient, and majestic. Facing him was a statue of a black bird with outstretched wings, its feathers unfurled, mysterious and dignified. Ye Zhuo entered the hall straight with his sword. It was silent until a faint, deep voice came from above. "Who are you, a madman?" the voice said, "How dare you enter the hall with a…