"The sound waves filling this place clearly came from within this cave. I wonder what mysterious existence is hidden inside?" Qin Fengming stopped at the entrance of a pitch-black cave, blue light flickering in his eyes as he spoke slowly.
He had walked all the way here, yet still felt no abnormal disturbance in his mind.
The cave before Qin Fengming was covered in weathered traces along its walls. A chill aura, like a mass of transparent solid ice, filled the passage, showing no sign of flowing.
Standing at the cave entrance, Qin Fengming sensed that the aura of the sound-wave sigils in the mist had clearly grown stronger.
He could vaguely hear the hazy melodies contained within the chanting. It was a strange, profound Sanskrit-like language he had never heard before.
The hazy melody entered his ears, but Qin Fengming did not sense anything unusual.
However, his heart suddenly tightened. He involuntarily forcefully blocked out the hazy melody he had heard.
He had acted instinctively. He had not determined whether the melody posed any effect or threat to him. Faced with an unknown cave and unknown circumstances, this was undoubtedly the most suitable choice.
The instant Qin Fengming forcefully blocked the sound, a vast energy suddenly appeared before him.
The energy appeared abruptly, and it contained an aura of space.
Just as Qin Fengming secretly shuddered, an aura of space suddenly surged around him. He felt his body abruptly empty out, and the scene before him had already changed completely.
His vision brightened, and the scene was no longer the mist-shrouded place from before. Instead, it was a vast, open, and brightly lit land of rolling mountains and rippling blue waters.
Clouds and mist coiled through the sky, while the mountains were bright and the waters clear. A scene