"Something is wrong with this bronze door."
Song Wen turned to look at the bronze door, which had already closed tightly behind them.
"When the bronze door opened just now, our spiritual senses seemed to enter without any obstruction, but some sort of restriction actually distorted our perceptions. What we detected might not have been the true situation."
The eyes behind Bi Yue's cat-faced mask suddenly narrowed in shock and uncertainty.
"You mean the bronze door deliberately tricked us into coming in?"
Song Wen's expression grew slightly grim as he gazed down the dark, narrow passage ahead.
"Not the bronze door itself, of course, but the tomb owner's handiwork. Moreover, we can hear fighting up ahead, yet we cannot sense who is battling. It seems there is something wrong with this passage as well. We simply failed to notice it all this time."
The other three looked horrified at his words.
But the shock in Song Wen's heart was greater still.
He was a Lingxu Dao Immortal, and Shadow Void, who had also reached the immortal realm, was sealed within his sea of consciousness. Yet neither had detected anything unusual about the bronze door or passage.
This was proof enough that the bronze door and passage could interfere with the spiritual senses of immortal-realm cultivators.
Song Wen felt increasingly certain that this tomb was not to be underestimated.
"Then what should we do now? Go back?" Bi Yue asked.
"There is no danger here at present. If we retreat just like that, why bother cultivating toward immortality at all?"
Xu Yi interjected, then flew deeper into the passage.
Yuan Wu and Song Wen immediately followed.
Bi Yue brought up the rear.
The passage was short, only a few li long, and the four reached its end in the blink of