The old nun and that Tenth Layer cultivator had left the hall from entirely different directions, yet according to them, they had likewise each passed through three corridors and two halls before arriving here!
In other words, no matter how they walked, they would ultimately arrive at the same hall.
"This hall should be the final destination hall mentioned on the stone stele earlier..."
Once everyone had gathered, the tokens they held all lit up. Golden light then pointed each of them toward different doors, and hazy radiance rose from those doors as well.
Seeing this, Chen Fan's thoughts began to churn.
Those fellows who had stayed behind, cowering in the hall, might truly have died already...
"Is this really that immortal's grotto-heaven?"
The Palace Spirit's subtle voice sounded by Chen Fan's ear once more.
Chen Fan sighed and shook his head without a word.
From King Haoyan's death at the very beginning to Chen Fan's current associations, it was difficult for him to link the "Immortal Hao Fang" spoken of by the Palace Spirit with the "Immortal Hao Fang" of this grotto-heaven.
"Unless he did this deliberately..."
A faint glimmer flashed through Chen Fan's eyes as several conjectures arose in his heart.
But whether those conjectures were true or false, he would only know after personally making his way farther ahead.
He turned to the others. "Everyone, be careful. I'll take the first step!"
With that, he did not hesitate and walked straight toward the glowing door indicated by the golden light from his token.
This time, as he stepped through the glowing door, his figure vanished in the blink of an eye.
When he reappeared, he had arrived in a peculiar space blanketed in white.
"I am..."
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow slightly and surveyed his surroundings.
Just