Chapter 320 - Elder of the Human Race

At the side, Little Nine and Little Silver were also screaming repeatedly.

This whole process lasted one full hour.

Ye Qingyu felt that the lightning was about to split his body into particles.

But unexpectedly, after an hour, the frightening deity-class rumbling of thunder suddenly disappeared.

Ye Qingyu was exhausted, floating in space.

Inside the palace, it was incomparably dim.

Rows of huge old stone bookcases loomed out in the dim light. The shelves were at least hundreds of meters high and all sorts of ancient books were densely packed inside. The spines were flickering with strange words and there was a bizarre and powerful aura coming from the books, as though every book had a terrifying and powerful devil sealed within.

The bookcases, tier upon tier, were endless, like it was a forest of bookcases.

Ye Qingyu could not see how big the palace was.

But he was certain that the bookcases, ancient books and the tens of thousands of books he saw were just a little section of it, like a grain of sand in a desert.

While he was gaping in astonishment, a figure appeared before his eyes.

A familiar figure.

A familiar scent.

It...