Song Jian stared at the man who sat up from the bronze coffin; he had already carefully sensed before that the man truly had no signs of life, otherwise, Song Jian wouldn't have possibly approached to take the golden scroll from his hands.
But now, the man seemed to have been resurrected, sitting up straight, which gave Song Jian quite a shock.
"The golden book does not belong to the Valen Empire. Anyone who can enter here is free to take it!" The man held a scepter and slowly stood up from the bronze coffin. A surging presence burst forth from him, spreading out wave by wave like the vast ocean.
"However, this scepter belongs only to the monarch of the Valen Empire, representing the authority of the Valen Empire!" The man stared at Song Jian and spoke in a low voice, "Human, do you intend to covet the authority of the Valen Empire?"