The massive Dragon Palace was divided into many levels.
Just a moment ago, Shen Fei had been in the reception hall, which was only opened for the most important guests. Now, he had arrived in another area where the Red Heart A had taken root.
"Not bad!" he exclaimed. "It really is the same! They truly come from the same source!"
As his gaze swept the area, Shen Fei immediately recognized a familiar sight on the ground before him: the phantom of a card, hovering and spinning slowly in mid-air. Moreover, the card was already more than halfway solidified. In fact, some red hearts had already appeared on the solidified parts.
The scene before him was exceptionally familiar to Shen Fei. In a corner of his villa back in Qing City, there was another one—completely identical, except the solidifying card there featured black spades.
"Very good! Have your Sea Race had any difficulties guarding this place?"
