"You go, I'll just wait here."

The three of them looked at each other and sighed again involuntarily. They were so infuriating.

Even the three of them couldn't tell whether the person standing here was the real person or a clone.

As the three people moved forward, Jiang Du hid beside them.

Finally, at the end of the world of fire, they saw a mottled altar, and they could still vaguely see the splendor of the altar.

But now, there is only a sense of the vicissitudes of time passing by.

"Enter the ancient heaven!"

Li Zizai's eyes were filled with light. How many secrets were hidden in the ancient heaven? What new understanding would they have of the truth of the world?

"Enter!"

The four of them stepped directly on the mottled and ancient altar.

The seven-colored light directly reflected the figures of the four people. The strong power of space directly enveloped the four people, and then disappeared on the altar.
Chapter completed!