For a time, the powerful cultivators who had arrived before the Xianyang Tower were secretly consumed by envy.
Why had they not been granted such luck?
Even so!
These powerful cultivators still did not give up, preparing to give it a try!
After all!
Which of the powerful cultivators who had made it this far was not a person of resolute will?
How could they give up so easily!
Just then!
Within the Xianyang Tower, in a certain mysterious space.
Looking ahead, he saw a jade wall standing in the center of the void, its radiance flowing across its surface as though it had existed since time immemorial!
Suddenly!
In the ancient, desolate void, the radiance blazed brilliantly!
A vague figure emerged from the warm, resplendent light.
The instant it appeared!
The dazzling radiance abruptly faded, revealing a dignified middle-aged powerhouse within this desolate void.
"Is this the interior of the Xianyang Ancient Tower?"
Cheng Buzheng gazed at the suddenly changed scene and inwardly sighed!
As far as the eye could see was a pitch-black void; the only sight was the jade wall standing at its center.
Wherever his gaze reached!
A profound rhythm seemed to be drawing at his mind, seeking to pull it into the jade wall.
"The Xianyang Jade Wall!"
Cheng Buzheng murmured inwardly!
This jade wall was not much different from the one outside the Xianyang Tower, except its intricate patterns had been greatly simplified!
Just as Cheng Buzheng was preparing to immerse his mind in the jade wall...
Crack!
A soft sound rang out in the desolate void!
It was especially clear to the ear.
Following the sound, he looked over!
A crack had appeared on the rather plain Identity Token in Cheng Buzheng's hand!
With a slight exertion of force!
The Identity Token in