Giant metallic palaces flanked the stairs. It took hundreds, if not thousands, of steps to pass just one of them. Su Chen walked slowly, carefully observing both sides. There were no obstacles along the way.
The pyramid looked magnificent, but after a rough calculation, Su Chen figured it only had about nine levels in total.
He soon arrived at the top platform. Although this was the pinnacle of the tower, it was quite expansive and housed an equally grand palace. Its purplish-gold metallic doors were carved with various symbols. There were no guards on either side, but the doors were tightly shut.
"The vessel of Spirituality is inside?" Su Chen's heart stirred. He stepped onto the platform, but after only a pace or two, his breath suddenly hitched.
Streams of light surged all around, centering on the main palace before suddenly condensing into a giant dragon head. It was the Spirit of Sun.
