Shi Hao appeared on a stone platform. Upon closer inspection, thick stone pillars surrounded the area, illuminated by mystical lightning.
These arcs of electricity, some red and others black, were awe-inspiring.
They intertwined, resembling chains, wrapping around the stone pillars and locking the platform.
"Creatures of the upper realms?" someone whispered. It was a silver-armored deity, with brilliant flames dancing around it, burning with exceptionally powerful True Fire.
Shi Hao revealed a different expression. He had come from behind the stone door and directly fell into a cage, becoming confined.
"I mean no harm. I belong to the eight regions, now I return." Shi Hao said.
Meanwhile, he carefully observed that this silver-armored being might not be a true entity but rather formed by the rules of the Realm of Virtual Gods, guarding this place.
"Loves beast's milk the most?!"
