Su Yie quietly gazed at the starry sky inside the light sphere, awaiting the arrival of the most powerful throne.
A beam of light fell from above, landing in the center of the starry sky, with countless lightning bolts spreading like dragons and serpents, wildly awe-inspiring.
Qin Duzun, Celestial Martial Emperor, Tian Cheng Divine Monarch, Emperor Ming, and others all held their breath in concentration.
Under their watchful eyes, the light dispersed, revealing a crystal throne.
This chair was ten thousand zhang tall, its entire body like crystal, shining with dazzling light, finely detailed, with two armrests shaped like Qilin heads, and a vividly lifelike golden dragon imprinted on the back, as if ready to burst out at any moment.
"Is that the most powerful throne..."
muttered Emperor Ming, his eyes dreamy.
The others were the same.
Including Su Yie, an inexplicable urge to claim it arose upon seeing the most powerful throne.
