Mysterious Artifact, First Hearing of Dao Spirits

When the space stabilized, Han Yi focused and looked around. His pupils suddenly contracted, divine power tightening throughout his body as his vigilance rose to the utmost limit.

Before him stretched an ancient, vast battlefield ruin that extended beyond the reach of the eye.

At the edge of the ruins, two enormous, black-armored headless bodies knelt on one knee. Though headless and kneeling, their bodies still stood several hundred million zhang tall, making Han Yi's expression change drastically.

He was currently positioned directly before these two headless bodies. An invisible, terrifying pressure emanated from them and descended upon Han Yi, making him feel as though he had returned to his mortal days, like prey watched by a ferocious beast, every hair standing on end in terror.

Under this pressure, the divine power taut within his body seemed frozen, making even its flow extraordinarily difficult. The power of the immortal path was likewise suppressed, but it could still be used.

"These are two Divine Venerables, and not ordinary ones at that. Mid-stage? High-stage? Could they be peak Divine Venerables?"

"Hiss! What sort of place is this?"

Han Yi hovered in midair, struggling to shift his gaze away from the two suspected powerful Divine Venerables before him as he surveyed his surroundings.

He was currently in a void. Yet this void was neither the void beyond the Immemorial World's continent nor the chaos within a Dao Domain beyond a world. It was another, even more peculiar kind of void.

He slowly extended his hand, fearing that too great a movement might disturb the space and trigger an unforeseeable calamity.

His palm brushed through the space as he deeply sensed the fluctuations within it.

Then his brows furrowed, his expression turning grave.

Heavy—oppressively heavy. This void-space gave Han Yi a weightiness that was