A Hidden World Within

Xiao Tianyang had no time to introduce the surrounding scenery to those beside him.

Besides, he believed that Tang Hao and Tang San, father and son, were in no mood to hear any of it.

The five of them followed a one-meter-wide cobblestone path and stopped before the cliff face at the center of Nameless Mountain.

Xiao Tianyang raised both arms and brought his hands together. Complex, profound hand seals continuously formed between his palms.

At that moment, Tang San could not suppress his astonishment and cried out.

"These are Daoist hand seals... Brother Tianyang, where did you learn them?"

Before Xiao Tianyang could answer, Nameless Mountain began to tremble.

Immediately afterward, the cliff face before them split apart layer by layer, opening to reveal a long passageway.

Perhaps the rush of air triggered some mechanism, because the ever-burning lamps on both sides lit up one after another.

The pitch-black entrance, illuminated by the light, revealed its mysterious and profound side.

The walls of the passage were covered in strange lines and runes, while certain areas bore colorful paintings depicting scene after scene.

From a modern perspective, the passage before them resembled a tomb corridor more than anything else.

After all, no normal person would create so many elaborate features in their own cultivation grounds.

But Xiao Tianyang's magical treasures, tools, and knowledge came from countless planes with entirely different cultivation systems.

Some even came from higher-level planes, so it was only natural that ordinary people could not understand the scene before them.

Tang San and the others were a perfect example.

"I didn't expect you to know so much."

Xiao Tianyang turned around and gave Tang San a faintly amused smile.

Yet when the latter met his gaze, Tang San suddenly felt his heart tremble for some reason.

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