Boom~~
The moment he stepped into the barrier, Jiang Fan sensed an invisible void power instantly envelop his body. The next second, he was transported to the deepest part of the palace.
Soon after, he found himself inside a palace hall.
Before him stood a massive blue stone.
Embedded in the blue stone was a golden sword, covered in countless mysterious runes, emanating endless sharpness and an overwhelming pressure.
It seemed as though a peerless sword immortal resided within this sword.
"The predestined one, I have finally waited for your arrival."
At this moment, an ancient voice echoed in the palace, followed by the sudden appearance of an ancient spirit body in front of Jiang Fan, as if the void around them had solidified.
The figure was an elder dressed in a blue daoist robe, with a face full of wrinkles, seemingly having lived through countless years, with eyes containing endless history and vicissitudes.
"Who might you be, senior?"
Jiang Fan asked.
