Chapter 1157 - The Second Hall

There was a crimson lotus stage in the depths of the damaged hall that still emitted a gentle lustre, looking extremely peculiar. But Mu Chen’s gaze was clearly not on the stage but the bewitching black flower.

The flower was ten-odd feet in size, covered with ancient runes and every single rune looked as if it was born from the heavens and earth, looking perfect.

However, looking at it clearly, one would realise that it’s not perfect. There was a broken bud that would make others feel pity for it. Mu Chen figured out that it must have been from when Mandala suffered heavy injuries, splitting her bud and sealed herself to escape the Ancient Haven Palace and kept her life.

At this moment, it was quietly lying on the lotus stage, as if it had fallen into a deep slumber. But Mu Chen could vaguely...