"But this throne is dozens of times larger than the Star Marrow Altar, I'm afraid it will break your egg..."
"It's a storage space!"
Rod felt slightly weary and handed the stone jar to Qingyu:
"You hold this, it contains the Primordial Spiritual Energy of the Holy King, very precious, and there are also three Light Stones in the base."
He grasped that dirty rag and sent it back to the Dream Realm:
"This is Star Cotton, which has absorbed all the Star Source condensed by the Holy King. After returning, you can slowly squeeze it out bit by bit."
He walked outside, drew the Dream Ritual, and sent out all the anchored items.
"I can only anchor one item at a time, pick up the most valuable ones, and discard the rest."
Finally, Rod came under the throne, where the majestic corpse still sat quietly on the throne, the gigantic skull gazing down like a god throughout its life.
He took a deep breath and drew the largest Dream Ritual in history, then formed the Dream Gesture.
Boom!
