Chapitre 1155: What Makes It Rich (2)

Every eye looking down into the pit far, far away was enthralled, almost ensnared by the beauty and peculiar sacredness of the elements that swirled within it languidly.

Indeed, it looked to be far deeper than the distance the group had just scaled, but for the advanced sight of the experts, it was no problem to see that far and witness the grandeur borne within.

The issue was moreso in comprehending what they were looking at.

What were these figures?

What was the silvery pool with such a striking glow to it?

For some reason, even the Warmoth's Progeny felt as though he was staring at something that he shouldn't be.

It felt like he shouldn't be here.

At the very least, perhaps he should have been kneeling and making a prayer.