C92 Triple

It was a palace shrouded in a gentle golden light at the bottom of Nether Sea. It was not eye-catching in the sea, but it gave off a faint feeling of being a safe haven, even for shrimp, fish, and seashells.

In a large hall, the silver-haired Elder of Purple Lightning was still wearing a long robe embroidered with lightning runes as he sat on it. Holding the teacup in his right hand