"Plop!"
Stepping into the void vortex, the group instantly arrived at an extremely bizarre space within a few leaps.
Vast and boundless, countless starry skies stood within it. Before them lay an extremely grand and massive plaza, and standing upon it, a sense of insignificance welled up spontaneously!
"This... is the true suspected tomb of the Poison God, his actual resting place."
Looking at this vast expanse of void, Xiao Yi Xian said softly with her weak soul body, her eyes and soul releasing a kindred, ancient fluctuation.
Both possessed a Poison Body, thus producing an extremely terrifying sense of resonance.
Countless stars floated in the sky, looking deeply unfathomable as though holding other profound mysteries. Yet upon the vast and ancient plaza, only two kinds of objects existed.
One was a coffin wrapped in layers of dark green crystals, which should have been the dwelling place of Poison God Xuanhe. As for the other, it was a statue located at the center of the plaza.
To call it a statue was not quite accurate, because this statue resembled a slender, graceful figure instead. The genuine visual impact made it completely impossible to discern what kind of material had been used to forge it.
The figure took the form of a woman. She wore an elegant white scholar's dress, with a series of green patterns carved along the edges of its wide hem. Her slender, delicate waist was encircled by a slightly bizarre strip of purple silk and satin, and three thousand strands of black hair cascaded down from her graceful shoulders, making her already flawless and alluring skin appear even more enchanting.
Her face was devoid of cosmetics, yet exceptionally eye-catching. Her eyes were like water, but invisibly they exuded an icy chill that kept people a thousand miles