"Rip—"
In the silence, space suddenly rippled with distortion, and three figures holding hands slowly stepped out of the void.
As soon as they released each other's hands and steadied themselves, the Dou Qi within all three of them began circulating almost simultaneously. A faint Dou Qi glow quietly enveloped their bodies.
"Looks like we've reached the interior of the Heavenly Tomb." Xiao Ling slowly spread out his powerful Soul Perception, sweeping the dense fog around them like a fine net. Only after confirming that he detected no unusual auras did he slightly relax the Dou Qi tensed around him. Curiosity mingled with vigilance in his gaze as he carefully surveyed this unfamiliar world.
"I can't sense anyone else's aura." He withdrew his perception and analyzed softly, "It seems the others were all teleported to different areas of the Heavenly Tomb. This place must be incredibly vast. Whether we run into them later will depend entirely on luck."
"The energy here is so dense... It's even purer than in the Ancient Realm." Xiao Yan raised a hand and reached into the mist swirling before him. The instant his fingertips touched that hazy vapor, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.
Focusing his senses, he felt strands of incomparably pure natural energy slipping through his fingers and into his palm. Its purity far surpassed that of ordinary regions; even the energy he had sensed while cultivating in the Ancient Realm before was slightly inferior.
With the natural energy in the Heavenly Tomb so dense it was almost impossible to disperse, even if one did nothing but find a safe place to cultivate in peace, one's cultivation speed would still be several times faster than outside.
Not to mention that the flow of time within the Heavenly Tomb was inherently strange. Three