C1243 The Seventh Floor.
Five years later.
Two white lights appeared in a pure white space at the same time.
As the light dispersed, Nameless looked at the other side with a smile. Wang Zong's face was expressionless, as if everything in the outside world could no longer affect him.
At this moment, the woman's voice sounded, "Seventh floor, welcome to the Treasure House of God. The seventh floor