A new palace had appeared amid all the rubble and wreckage…
Both An Lin and Lan Xiaoni realized what this entailed.
Both of them could feel their heart rates accelerating as they stared at the palace with nervous expressions.
The palace was massive. Just its width alone exceeded a kilometer, and its main color tone was white. It had white walls with red windows, and the top of the palace tapered and converged to a single point. Even in the inky darkness of the seabed, it glowed with a faint light, as if it were a bright jewel in the darkness.
They were only here to try their luck but they didn't think that they would discover a palace amid the wreckage… Did this mysterious being have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Why did it have to build the palace exactly at the center of the explosion? Couldn't it have built the palace elsewhere?!
These were An Lin's thoughts, but he did not dare to articulate them.