So what exactly is the size of the entity that the ancient dragon worships?
After sitting or leaning for half a minute, Fu Qian uttered a heartfelt sigh.
The place he was currently in resembled a majestic church-like structure.
However, unlike typical churches, at the most central position there was neither a holy emblem nor a deity statue; instead, there stood a golden throne whose size even dwarfed a bed.
The design of the throne also left a deep impression, notably extreme in its simplicity and devoid of any pattern or carving; at a glance, all one could see was right angles.
Fu Qian, who had intended to assume a position that looked down upon the world, found it incredibly awkward after trying.
Nevertheless, this set-up seemed exactly like something that would descend upon it at a certain moment.
Could it be that the worshipped ancient dragon of legend was so amiable as to meet with its followers from time to time?
