Screech!
As his entire body stepped into that mysterious space, the sound of flowing magma that had filled his ears came to an abrupt halt.
What appeared before Flowing Cloud was a vast expanse of dark, silent space. No one knew how many ages it had remained quiet for; the entire space was permeated with an ancient, weathered aura.
Flowing Cloud's gaze slowly swept across the space. Everywhere he looked was empty, with not the slightest trace of anything unusual.
In such an unknown place, Flowing Cloud felt no fear. After flying for several minutes, he finally halted, his eyes fixed tightly on the distance, where a faint ball of light had appeared.
Seeing the ball of light, Flowing Cloud did not hesitate and flew straight toward it. As he gradually drew closer, the scene within the light entered his sight as well.
It was a stone gate—a stone gate tens of thousands of zhang tall.
The stone gate stood quietly within the boundless space, as though it had existed since ancient times. An ancient, primordial aura slowly spread from it, rippling through heaven and earth.
Before the stone gate was an equally enormous plaza, while Flowing Cloud stopped at a point far away from the ancient gate.
The strange sight within this dark space left even Flowing Cloud somewhat shaken.
Standing before the grand and vast stone gate, Flowing Cloud's current small body was like an ant. However, he merely marveled at the difference in size and felt no particular reverence toward the gate.
His gaze swept across the stone gate before finally settling on its top, where four ancient characters were carved.
"Ancient Emperor's Cave Mansion!"
The ancient characters were not particularly ornate, yet beneath their plain appearance lay an endless majesty that seemed to reign over heaven