Little Danta's entrance was not located within Danta itself.
That ancient space, rich with medicinal fragrance and spiritual energy like mist, was like a pill within a pill hidden deep inside Danta. When the spatial rift opened, all the clamor of Sacred Pill City outside was cut off, leaving only medicinal vapor so dense it was nearly liquid, slowly flowing out from within.
Xiao Fan followed the old man in the gray-white robe inside.
Zi Yan and Xiao Yi Xian stayed by his side.
Xuan Kongzi and the other two did not enter immediately, stopping at the entrance instead. Little Danta had its own rules. Even as the Three Great Heads of Danta, they could not casually interfere with the elders' judgment.
The space sealed shut.
The scene before them changed abruptly.
Little Danta did not have the grand, towering buildings of the outer tower. Instead, it resembled a medicinal valley forgotten by time.
Mountains rose and fell in the distance, shrouded in clouds and mist. Stone pavilions were scattered among them, medicinal fields spread in great swathes, and ancient trees towered overhead. Now and then, pill furnaces chimed softly, their smoke transforming into spiritual cranes that drifted slowly through the air.
This did not feel like a center of power.
It felt more like the true home of Alchemists.
Quiet, ancient, and pure.
The gray-white-robed elder stopped before a stone platform.
Several aged figures were already waiting around it. Some wore simple robes, some carried medicinal staffs, and some even sat barefoot upon the stone steps, as though they had just been roused from seclusion.
Yet every one of them possessed soul fluctuations so profound that they were frightening.
These were Danta's true foundations.
The elders of Little Danta.
The leading elder looked at Xiao Fan, his gaze settling