The surroundings were now filled with an inky darkness. The light around them was exceedingly dim, and standing here felt like standing in a void, stirring a sense of bewilderment and panic within one's heart.
"This is the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb!"
Xiao Xuan said with a faint smile, then pointed at an ancient stone stele ahead. The stele stood alone in this pitch-black region, solitary and desolate, as though it would endure forever. "This is my tomb residence!"
Xiao Yan followed Xiao Xuan's gesture and looked at the ancient stone stele. Even after countless years, an indescribable aura still seeped from it. This aura was not intense, yet it made his soul tremble uncontrollably.
Xiao Yan's Soul Realm was only at the initial Spirit Realm, so when facing such an ancient object, he could not help being intimidated by the aura of time upon it. Flowing Cloud, on the other hand, felt little surprise. He had already encountered ancient existences such as the Yellow Springs Demon Saint and the Nether Flame Saint. How could Xiao Xuan's tombstone cause much emotional fluctuation in him?
"Young man, wait here for a while... Xiao Yan, and the young lady from the Gu Clan, come with me!"
After saying this, Xiao Xuan clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked toward the stone stele. When his body touched it, he swiftly faded away until he finally vanished.
Seeing this, Xiao Yan softly exhaled and cupped his hands toward Flowing Cloud. "Brother Flowing Cloud, since my ancestor has spoken, I shall go in first. Once I come out, I will properly thank you!"
"It's nothing. Go on!" Flowing Cloud was not anxious at all. He merely waved his hand and replied to Xiao Yan with a smile.
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