East Sea, Offering Tomb.
In the depths of the sea, a valley was isolated by an invisible formation.
The black underwater valley formed by encircling thunderstone bombs gave off a heart-pounding sense of danger. Anyone below the Transforming Self Realm who barged in without permission would almost certainly die.
Moreover, the seawater outside was cut off, creating a region of its own.
The valley gates were tightly shut.
One after another, cultivators' Dharma idols gathered around the valley, forming a circle as crowds surged.
Bai Xingling arrived and glanced around. "Looks like there are plenty of people. They're all here waiting for the ancient imperial tomb to open."
And every one of them had a new-style Eye of Appraisal.
Clearly, all the various factions had the same goal.
Being enemies doesn't mean we can't cooperate.
They were all young-generation Tomb Raiders, sending out their Dharma idols to see what these ancient Embers Progenitors were up to. It wouldn't hurt to make the trip.
Gathering some intelligence was worthwhile, too.
With that mindset, although they had still been fighting to the death the last time, nearly every faction had come.
Everyone waited for several minutes.
Crack!
The valley gates suddenly opened. They could go in now.
A cultivator looked at the valley gates, uneasy, and hesitated. "Could this be a trap specifically meant to slaughter young-generation cultivators like us?"
After all, that battle projected through their eyes had been too shocking, causing a trace of fear to rise in their hearts.
Besides, were they really safe just because they had come as Dharma idols?
Quite a few special divine abilities had already appeared that could follow the Dharma idol and poison the cultivator's true body with all kinds of deadly toxins.
"You're overthinking it."
Mei Ling Fish God, at the Two