The relic of the resurrected martial artist

While Fang ping was looking at the sculptures, su Haoran and the others had no intention of explaining.

Soon, everyone entered an empty Hall.

The hall was huge, and in front of it, 13 huge bronze Thrones stood side by side.

Fang ping took a look. He did not need to guess to know that these were the seats of the 13 Paragon powerhouses.

Although these people might not come together, the seats were already prepared.

Under the 13 bronze Thrones, there were seats on both sides.

Su Haoran and the others entered the door, but they didn't directly sit down. Instead, they cupped their hands towards the bronze throne.

Fang ping and the others followed suit and cupped their hands in salute.

"Yes." Su Haoran finished his bow and explained,"after all, the old ancestors are not people of our era. Before the new martial era, those in the absolute beginning realm were the Kings, the true Kings. Therefore, some etiquette is still necessary."