The fourth level of the Heavenly Tomb.
Although the fourth level of the Heavenly Tomb was far smaller than the first three levels, its overall area was still quite considerable.
By now, all the surviving prodigies of the Eight Ancient Clans had reached the fourth level of the Heavenly Tomb. Whether they wished to break through to a new realm, stabilize their cultivation, or obtain more high-quality energy cores, the fourth level of the Heavenly Tomb was an excellent place.
In one area, four figures sat in meditation, and the atmosphere was utterly silent. They were Hun Feng, Hun Yu, Gu Qingyang, and Gu Hua. The four, who should have been irreconcilable enemies, were now gathered together cultivating, and it was clear they had remained in this state for quite some time.
What broke their silence was a spatial vortex that appeared without warning. As the vortex swirled, a lean, upright figure stepped out alone. It was Xiao Yan!
With his arrival, Hun Feng and Gu Qingyang, who had been cultivating with their eyes closed, opened their eyes almost simultaneously. Their gazes instantly locked onto Xiao Yan. The air seemed to freeze, and for a time, none of the three took the initiative to speak.
In the end, Hun Feng was the first to smile faintly. If one looked closely, his smile was somewhat unnaturally stiff. "I thought you planned to keep hiding forever. After all, facing two against one is rather unfair to you, Xiao Xuan!"
Hearing Hun Feng's form of address, Xiao Yan did not refute it. A domineering pressure that looked down upon the world radiated from his entire body.
"This is my home ground. You two, on the other hand, spared no effort in expending soul power, projecting your Imperial State Souls into your own clan's