Chen Nan held the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear and continued to walk forward.
At this moment, he saw at the center of the Thousand Stele Forest, a place like the bright moon surrounded by stars, from a seemingly unremarkable tomb, a beam of golden and silver light spiraling into the sky.
These two beams, one gold and one silver, intertwined and rose continuously. From a distance, Chen Nan felt a familiar aura.
"What's going on, why are there traces of the Golden Phoenix Winged Spear and Silver Bell Rope in the Thousand Stele Forest? The Golden Phoenix Winged Spear is clearly intact in my hands, and Junior Sister is outside the Ghost Mist Forest, theoretically protected by two great kings; nothing should go wrong."
Chen Nan thought to himself, a bit confused.
He was still pondering this.
In the distance, two figures were racing towards the location of that ordinary tomb.
The next second, Chen Nan also suddenly arrived.
