"Guide out the power of the scriptures, and you should be able to come through!" Lin An said from the other side of the light curtain.
Lin Chuan and Mu Li looked at each other. Neither had expected Lin An to be the first to make it across.
But they quickly came to their senses. The two of them began chanting their respective scriptures, faint recitations leaving their lips. Yet when the sound echoed out, it was like the tolling of bells, resounding throughout the entire Profound Immortal Tomb.
The chanting steadily grew louder and began resonating with heaven and earth. Soon, the two suddenly exerted their strength and passed directly through the golden light curtain.
"This light curtain... is really powerful..." Lin Chuan murmured as he watched the curtain close behind him.
"If you can come over, then come. If you can't, go try to break the Three Thousand Soul-Devouring Formation. Leaving those [Heavenly Court] assassins alive will only be trouble!" Mu Li said.
The people on the other side of the light curtain exchanged glances and could only nod helplessly.
With the light curtain formed by the Supreme One Scripture blocking their way, they were almost certain they could not get through. They knew their own limits; their earlier attempt had already been their final struggle. At this point, they simply gave up.
Watching them leave, Lin Chuan, Mu Li, and Lin An turned around and looked toward Crown Prince Hai in the sky. Having reached this point, nothing stood in their way anymore.
"Who would have thought that the three of us would be the ones to make it here in the end? Fate really plays strange tricks," Lin An said with a soft laugh.
"Yeah. I didn't expect it either. I originally thought only Mu Li