At the very center of this space filled with countless twisted tree roots was an enormous hollow. Inside was pitch-black, and the ends of the roots stretched downward, yet no one could see where they led.
The Hidden One, Daybit Zem Void, stood with his back to the others at the edge of the hollow, seeming to be deep in thought. Beside him lay a familiar person—Iskalli, who had previously been appointed by Tezcatlipoca as the king of Ocelotl.
Before Tian's eyes, a vast mass of shadows whose substance could not be discerned swept past, along with ring after ring of terrifying vortices.
Seeing Yi Xuan still deep in thought, Liu Tong felt a slight surge of delight. Could it be that Young Master Yi possessed something even more precious than these items?
Mu Yan was also somewhat shocked, but immediately rejected the idea. No, he had merely come infinitely close to the Great Perfection of a high-level martial hero like the Azure Underworld Hermit. He had yet to break through.
All the discussions around him fell into Qin Yu's ears. At that moment, Qin Yu was expressionless, his eyes sharp and fierce, as though he had been completely reborn.
But just as it was about to continue, an even more brilliant purple radiance pierced through the darkness and struck the same spot on the black armor once more.
However, relocating over such a vast distance was no easy task. By the time the Profound Phase Stone Tablet descended and the three islands closed together around it, three days had already passed.
Back when they had been at the end, it had been a trench nearly ten thousand meters beneath the sea. Everything around them was pitch-black, and they could not see such beautiful skies at all.
Even in Zhang