Zhou Yan got the key, only to see in the midst of these rows of colorful pillars, there was a huge square prison.
This prison was ancient yellow in color, as if cast from steel, exhibiting a kind of ancient bronze charm.
Compared to the other pillars, this prison did not have any purple lightning or any terrifying pressure.
But before this, Zhou Yan simply could not see such a prison; it was only when the key reached his hands that he was able to see it.
Everything here appeared extremely eerie.
Zhou Yan paused thoughtfully and walked toward the ancient bronze square prison.
At that moment, the key inexplicably began to emit a bronze-colored aura. This aura possessed a spiritual and gentle power that seemed capable of soothing one's mind and soul. Zhou Yan's soul was already completely shattered, and at this moment, it was only the energy within his body that imprisoned his soul, preventing it from crumbling.
