Dungeon

Luoling Sect, Main Peak.

Four Luoling Sect disciples dressed in pale cyan robes surrounded Chen Yan and escorted him toward the eleven-story tower on the west side of Main Peak.

Both Chen Yan's wrists and ankles were bound in shackles forged from Black Iron by the Luoling Sect disciples.

Every step he took brought the clang of metal scraping and clashing.

Along the way, they passed quite a few other Luoling Sect cultivators. Those in pale cyan robes turned curious gazes toward Chen Yan.

The Law Pagoda generally held Luoling Sect disciples who had seriously violated the sect's rules or committed crimes.

It was rare to see someone like Chen Yan, dressed in the clothes of a Mortal Dynasty, about to be locked inside the Law Pagoda.

As they continued toward the tower several hundred zhang away, Chen Yan tried to connect with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on Luoling Sect's Main Peak.

As expected, it was still incredibly sparse—so sparse it could almost be ignored.

Just as Nan Taiping and his disciple Jia Wen had said, cultivators in Kunwu Continent relied entirely on a supply of Spirit Stones to cultivate.

Chen Yan now knew that the Kunwu Continent he was in had absolutely no connection to Chenping Continent.

Setting aside the difference in spiritual energy, the gap in size between the two domains was simply too great.

If Kunwu Continent was truly as large as Nan Taiping had claimed, then it had to be at least a hundred times the size of Chenping Continent.

Escorted by the four Luoling Sect disciples, Chen Yan climbed the stone steps leading to the Law Pagoda. At the top, the solemn tower stood before him.

An old man stood guard in front of the tower, half-reclining in a grand armchair with