Xiao Yan and the others followed Xiao Xuan deeper into the Heavenly Tomb for some time before finally slowing to a stop.
Everything around them was as black as ink. The surrounding light was exceedingly dim; standing there felt like standing in the void of space, as though they had reached the edge of the world.
Xiao Yan gazed into the distance and unexpectedly spotted faint traces of blood-red at the far edge of the sky, only for them to vanish the next instant.
"This is the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb," Xiao Xuan said with a faint smile, raising a hand to point at an ancient stone stele ahead. The stele stood alone in the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb, with nothing around it—solitary and desolate.
He continued, "This is my Tomb Mansion."
Xiao Yan followed the direction of Xiao Xuan's finger. The stone stele had weathered countless years, and the writing on its surface had long become blurred and indistinct, making it seem somewhat dilapidated. Yet an indescribable aura seeped from within it, causing one's soul to tremble uncontrollably.
"You may cultivate here. The energy here is the densest in the Heavenly Tomb, and the other Energy Entities do not dare enter this place, so there is no need to worry about safety," Xiao Xuan said calmly as he turned to Gu Qingyang and the others.
Hearing this, Gu Qingyang and the others exchanged glances. They could only smile bitterly and nod in compliance.
After casually settling Gu Qingyang and the other four, Xiao Xuan turned his gaze to Xiao Yan and said with a faint smile, "Come with me."
With that, he clasped his hands behind his back and slowly walked toward the stone stele. Xiao Yan took Xun Er's hand and followed him forward.