They no longer hesitated and slowly followed behind Li Xiaoyu toward the unknown passage.
As their bodies passed through that dark passage, a strange sensation welled up within them.
They could clearly feel as though an irresistible force had torn them away from the world they knew.
It was as if their five senses had been stripped away.
They could see nothing, hear nothing, and could not even sense the existence of anything.
Their minds were completely blank.
It was as though they were no longer living beings with independent consciousness, but merely specks of dust floating through this void.
The concepts of time and space became blurred here.
They did not know where they were, nor did they know where they were headed.
They only knew that they were falling at incredible speed toward an unknown sacred place.
No one knew how long the process lasted—perhaps an instant, perhaps an eternity.
At last, after a bout of dizzying disorientation, their stripped senses returned.
They slowly opened their eyes.
The sight before them left everyone stunned.
Before them lay an independent space completely different from the outside world.
There was no sky here, nor was there any earth.
There was only a golden ocean formed from pure spiritual energy.
That spiritual energy was so dense that it had condensed into tangible clouds and mist, flowing slowly around them.
With every breath, they could feel their Cultivation rapidly increasing.
At the center of the golden ocean, a dragon of light formed from pure radiance lay coiled.
Its body stretched for several thousand zhang, as if it could wind around heaven and earth itself.
Its body was covered in profound scales formed from golden runes.
Its eyes were tightly shut, as though it had fallen into an eternal slumber.
Yet the vast