The white light lasted for thirty seconds, leaving everyone's eyes blank.

No one dared to act rashly, all of them subconsciously stopped breathing, and they didn't even dare to turn their eyes.

The white light ends.

The pictures and texts of the thirty-seven jade tables are frozen, and on the golden chessboard, a three-dimensional picture emerges, like a small dead wood.

The Bogu people burst into tears: "The gold of my Bogu clan......

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