Boom!
As the two conversed, a corner of the thick clouds overhead was suddenly torn open. Following a heaven-shaking roar, a massive spatial rift stretching a thousand zhang split open above the center of the Ancient Realm.
"The Heavenly Tomb is opening!"
At the sight, the many Heavenly Prodigies gathered below all turned solemn and murmured softly.
Hearing this, Xiao Yan could no longer spare attention for anything else. He looked up and saw an ancient, imposing gate silently spanning heaven and earth, transforming into a pillar that pierced the clouds.
"So that is the Gate of the Heavenly Tomb?"
Staring at the enormous gate in the sky, Xiao Yan was unusually at a loss for words.
For some reason, the instant he saw the gate before him, a strange sensation quietly arose from the depths of his heart. It was as though the gate possessed some mystical ability to connect with one's bloodline.
"This fluctuation..."
Hun Ruoruo's delicate brows furrowed imperceptibly.
As the possessor of the Ten-Colored Divine Grade, the purity of her bloodline far surpassed the combined total of everyone present. Naturally, she could perceive it far more deeply than Xiao Yan.
In her perception, the fluctuations emanating from within that massive gate were clearly resonating with a Divine Bloodline!
One had to know that, as the second possessor of the Origin Divine Grade in the Soul Clan's entire history, Hun Ruoruo's Bloodline Power surpassed even Hun Tiandi's.
Even with Hun Tiandi's cultivation, he had yet to make the Origin Divine Grade resonate. How could a Heavenly Tomb world inhabited merely by dead souls possibly produce fluctuations of such intensity?
It seems the core of the Heavenly Tomb has given me yet another reason I must go there. With this thought flashing through her mind, Hun Ruoruo narrowed