“Old Li, what creature is this?” asked Chu Mu. 

The interior of the wind palace had been turned to stone. The sealed statues were pretty much all the strongest creatures from an ancient era. They were all standing like subjects in the hall and were all facing the enormous throne. Their expressions all wore reverence and fear towards the creature on the throne. 

Thus, the creature on the throne was definitely unordinary, and could likely be an existence from an era that was so inconceivably strong. Otherwise, why would so many of the limited powerful species even recognized as such in today’s world become its subordinates? 

“I don’t know… I’ve never seen this creature before.” Old Li shook his head and forced a smile. 

“There’s a line of words under the throne. Can you understand it?” asked Chu Mu.

Old Li shook his head again and said: “It’s too ancient, and I’ve never studied this language.” 

Although he couldn’t understand why things were the way they were in the wind palace, Chu Mu discovered a set of doors behind the throne. 

The outer frame of the doorway was a flood dragon and the interior...