Flipping the Table

"These three statues should be Unknown Whites 31, 32, and 33," remarked the sword.

As Song Shuhang's pendant, it had also been transported here.

Song Shuhang had initially thought he would be the only one transported, but having all the pendants here increased his safety.

"Should we approach and make contact with them?" Lady Onion inquired.

"Since we're already here, it's only natural to approach and make contact," Song Shuhang nodded.

"Be cautious," Pavilion Master Chu cautioned.

"Of course," Song Shuhang replied as his gaze shifted from Unknown Whites 31, 32, and 33 to the core of the orbit.

There, a giant fossil egg pulsated like a beating heart.

Could this be the resting place of the ancient god?

If it awakened, it would possess the power to obliterate an entire artificial small world with a mere gesture. It was at least at the Immortal level.