Yao Chen made his way through the Heavenly Tomb, wandering for quite some time without realizing it.
The energy mist around him grew denser, and a mysterious aura filled every inch of space.
He decided to stop wandering and head straight for the depths of the Third Layer of the Heavenly Tomb, where Xiao Xuan's cave dwelling was located.
As he ventured deeper, the path beneath his feet grew rough and uneven. Strange lights shimmered on the stone walls on either side, as though they were telling ancient stories.
Yao Chen's steps were steady and sure, his heart filled with reverence for this legendary figure.
At last, a huge cave entrance appeared ahead. A faint, pale green light seeped from within.
Yao Chen drew a deep breath and slowly stepped inside.
The moment he entered, a powerful pressure slammed into him, making his breath catch.
But Yao Chen quickly steadied himself and looked up. A figure dressed in pale green stood quietly in the middle of the cave.
This was Xiao Xuan. He was tall and slender, with an otherworldly air about him.
Xiao Xuan's face was handsome and imposing, and his eyes were as deep as the sea, as though they could see through everything in the world.
His long hair was loosely tied behind his head, stirring gently in the cave's faint breeze.
As Yao Chen gazed at Xiao Xuan, a wave of emotion rose in his heart.
Even as a remnant soul, the mighty figure before him still radiated a presence that commanded admiration.
Xiao Xuan turned his head as well, his calm gaze settling on Yao Chen.
There was not a ripple in his eyes, yet they seemed to hold boundless wisdom and power.
For a moment, the entire cave fell into a strange silence. Only