Not long after, several people arrived at the Jianmu Ruins.
The palace of the West King was located on the upper level of the Jianmu, where a thick malice still lingered.
A group of tall Rune Puppets stood around the palace, holding sharp treasures. Anyone who approached, regardless of who they were, would be killed without question.
"Follow me," Fu Tianyuan led them away from the palace and mounted the wooden ox and the flowing horse, heading towards the base of the Jianmu.
After multiple twists and turns, the wooden ox and the flowing horse traversed several layers of mist, and everyone arrived at a mountain hollow. There stood an ancient bronze gate, embedded in the mountainside. The gate was carved with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes and was exquisitely beautiful. Thousands of years of sand and wind had left no marks on it.
He used an ancient key to open the bronze gate.
