Void Palace central hall.
Inside the rectangular hall, Song Danhao was standing in the middle at a long metal table, carefully studying the surface for a long time.
The table was jet black, with raised relief at each corner, carved with what seemed to be white shapes resembling a phoenix.
In the center was a large silver-patterned drawing.
The drawing depicted a large tree, beneath which stood two blurry figures facing each other, surrounded by many strangely shaped demons and ghosts floating about.
"The last token should be here; there's no doubt about it," Song Danhao furrowed his brow. "How come it's missing?"
Everything should have gone smoothly, according to his memory, yet an unexpected event occurred right in front of the last token.
Eh?
Suddenly, a surprised and doubtful voice came from Lin Yaoyang's direction.
"Danhao, come take a look, is it that one?"
She was standing in front of a large door on one side of the hall, peering inside.
