"Do we not need to extract the scenes Lei Ying saw and compare them again?"
Yan Jin looked at Gu Yuan.
"No, there is no need. Come with me. I need to confirm something."
Gu Yuan suddenly rose to his feet.
Lei Ying, Yan Jin, and the others exchanged glances. They had all roughly guessed where Gu Yuan intended to go.
Before a cluster of steep mountains in the Ancient Saint Mountain Range, several figures hovered in midair, their gazes fixed on a patch of void above the mountain range.
"You should all know that the Heavenly Tomb opens once every twenty years. The rest of the time, it drifts aimlessly through the Void Space near the Ancient Realm, circling the Ancient Realm while silently accumulating energy for the next twenty-year cycle."
"However, we can use a secret technique to forcibly summon it once and tear open space to enter it. Now, I want to bring you to the deepest part of the Heavenly Tomb and see whether Xiao Xuan's remnant soul is still there."
Gu Yuan, standing at the front, gave a brief explanation. Then he abruptly extended both hands and began forming seals. As his hand seals rapidly changed, invisible ripples slowly spread from his palms.
Yet instead of slipping into the void as usual and connecting to that strange space, the ripples darted about wildly like headless flies.
Gu Yuan's expression changed. After taking a deep breath, he dispersed the hand seals and said softly, "The Heavenly Tomb has disappeared. It is neither within the Ancient Realm nor outside it. It has vanished completely."
"What does that mean? Wasn't the Heavenly Tomb always under the care of your Ancient Clan? How could it disappear for no reason—no, that's not right."
Lei Ying abruptly stopped speaking halfway through.