Ancient Throne

Chen Zhao, an abandoned disciple of a third-rate sect, accidentally activated an ancient city with magical energy that had been dormant for three thousand years while being hunted. This war fortress of the last civilization era is a breathing treasure: a fully automatic alchemy workshop, an arsenal that mass-produces ancient magic weapons, a defense tower that can kill the god-transforming monks... What makes his heart beat faster the most is the mountain of high-end pills in the warehouse - in this era, a foundation-building pill is enough to start a bloody storm. The "spirit" from the ancient city told him: the city's magic energy veins can still operate for three hundred years, and all resources can be self-sufficient. Chen Zhao calmly closed the entrance to the ruins. He did not tell the world, nor did he seek arrogant revenge. He chose to hide in the shadows, using the production capacity of a city to quietly arm a force that belonged only to himself. While the outside world was still fighting for a pill, his men were already eating the pill. When the opponent showed off the magic weapon in his hand, all his soldiers were equipped with ancient standard equipment. People called him "the upstart" - it was not until his city was built that they understood that this was not an upstart, but a walking civilization. But Chen Zhao knew that under the deepest seal of the ancient city, there were still secrets sleeping that even the AI ​​did not dare to mention. And that secret is slowly awakening. That ancient throne has never been truly vacant. It's just waiting for someone qualified.