Ancient Powerhouses Trapped Within

Ahead of the straight passage lay darkness. Only the spot where he stood was illuminated by the light naturally emanating from his body, lighting the surrounding five or six meters.

Within the illuminated area, he could see countless tiny specks of dust drifting through the darkness, too small for ordinary people to notice. But upon closer inspection, they were not dust at all, but incomparably tiny insects gathered into swarms that bobbed through the air. The instant they touched him, they madly pounced at him, yet as soon as they drew near, they were crushed by an invisible force into even finer dust that scattered to the ground.

Only when he examined the ground closely did he discover that the gray floor was actually a thick layer of countless insect corpses, like gray snow.

Lin Xiao strode forward. As he stepped onto the layer of gray snow, he vaguely heard countless faint shrieks.

His body slowly rose into the air, accelerated, and flew forward along the passage.

Two years passed without his noticing. Lin Xiao, who had been speeding forward, suddenly stopped. Looking at the endlessly black passage ahead, he muttered, "Why is this passage so long? It's been two years, and I still haven't seen the end?"

In two years, even someone with only the strength of a Second-Circle Warlock could fly from one end of a not-too-large world to the other. This was merely a passage before the Divine Tomb. No wonder the Myriad Phenomena Divine Emperor had said it was best to come only with strength above the Eighth Order. If someone at the Seventh Order entered, they would be suppressed into an ordinary person. With an ordinary person's stamina, just crossing this passage would probably be difficult enough.

After resting briefly, Lin Xiao continued onward.

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