745 Eternity, Light Disc, the Legacy That Never Falls!

Ding!—

A crisp, melodious sound rang out.

The Saint Mountain Token in Long Fan's hand had been suspended in midair and fitted perfectly into the key-shaped recess in the stone door.

The pleasant, clear chime echoed through the passageway.

A dim azure glow spread across the stone door.

Then, this great door that had been sealed in dust for thousands of years slowly slid open to both sides.

An increasingly frigid aura rushed toward them.

It instantly struck Long Fan's body.

The extreme cold seemed to have formed a domain of its own.

Any professional below the fifth rank of the ninth tier would likely have been unable to withstand that chilling aura at all.

But Long Fan knew that it was precisely the existence of the Netherworld Spring.

That maintained this atmosphere within the Seal Cave.

It was also more suitable for nurturing those undead heroes.

Standing quietly before the entrance, he peered into the pitch-black cave within.

In this place of absolute darkness, Long Fan, whose Outer Spiritual Power had reached one million, could still see with ease.

After all, the senses granted by the limits of his physical body stood at the absolute pinnacle of this plane.

Thus, he did not ignite any flames of light for illumination.

There was simply no need.

He could clearly sense the existence of those Eternal Coffins.

As well as the auras corresponding to those within them.

He immediately bowed respectfully once more.

First, he offered a knight's salute to these Eternal Heroes silently standing in the darkness.

"Knight Hall, inherited from the Glorious Church—Long Fan, Divine Seal Knight of glory and Leadership. This junior pays his respects to all my ancestors!"

Before long.

A strange, hoarse voice finally answered from within the cave.

"Interesting, truly... interesting.

A young man... even