“This place is…” Zu An said in surprise. He hadn’t expected to encounter such a splendid and magnificent scene.

“This is the lowest floor of the great tomb,” Jing Teng explained.

“Why don’t I see any prisons or monsters?” Zu An asked as he looked around. He just felt as if he were among the heavens.

He noticed that all of the shooting stars seemed to be spinning around a single larger star. However, that star was a bit dim.

When he stared at it, he realized that it was no star at all, but rather a talisman. It wasn’t like Wang Youjun’s Red Radiance Yellow Talisman, which released sinister energy, nor was it like Sun En’s High Firmament Talisman, which gave off a domineering air. This talisman had a neutral and peaceful aura. Looking at it felt like being brushed by a gentle breeze while being bathed in warm morning sunlight.

However, there seemed to be a layer of cracks on its surface, as if the talisman would split in half at any moment. No wonder it looked dull and lusterless, on the brink of destruction.

“Do you really want me to be a monster?” Jing Teng asked with a smile. She was gorgeous to begin with, and now...