Even if they could not obtain a cultivation method beyond the War God realm, finding a cross-era treasure by sheer luck would still make the trip worthwhile.
Driven by such fervent demand, the entire Yang Ni Five Elements Array let out sounds of shattering under unbearable strain.
"Quick! The Formation Array is about to collapse—don't stop!"
Countless laws poured down upon it, and the surface of the Formation Array's barrier was already riddled with dense cracks, as though it could be breached at any moment.
One hour later.
A small hole was finally blasted through at the very front of the Formation Array.
Crack, crack, crack, crack—
At last, the Formation Array dissolved into streams of light.
In an instant, the phantom images of pavilions became real, and countless towering structures rose from the ground.
Ancient tones rang in their ears, issuing lofty cries.
These buildings seemed to have stretched across time and space, traveling thousands of miles to arrive before them.
This was not a Sect—it was more like a complete world.
A vast haze of mist and waves spread out as the increasingly complete visage of the Sect gradually emerged before everyone's eyes.
Before the Sect had fully appeared, someone tried to force their way inside, only to be crushed to the ground by an unrivaled pressure, their Spiritual Sense scattering.
After that, no one dared to charge in by force.
More and more buildings of the Sect appeared before them, yet no one dared step forward.
Mountains upon mountains, cave dwellings upon cave dwellings, people who had existed countless ages ago...
Until, at last, a mountain gate stood before them.
All the phantoms vanished, leaving behind only a stone gate.
Old, silent, and utterly unremarkable.
The stone gate was plain, yet it concealed the entire Sect.
Whether