"Boss! Boss, come quickly and see!"
Mu Dan's transmission brought Wang Jixuan out of his meditation.
His immortal sense swept over, and he couldn't help but utter a light "hmm," then flew out from the 'Pharaoh's Coffin' lying horizontally in the corner of the main hall.
When he first left the coffin, Wang Jixuan was only the size of a firefly, but in the next moment, he regained the form of an ordinary person.
If one looked closely inside the coffin, there were small, exquisite buildings, banquet halls, singing platforms, flowing water courtyards, beautifully crafted everywhere, each showing thoughtful design, extremely well-made.
——This was where Wang Jixuan was once trapped, and later cultivated for several thousand years.
Master Wang's figure flickered a few times and silently appeared beside Xiao Huating and Mu Dan.
