Immortal Inheritance, Ice-Soul Cold Pool

"Since the immortal estate blocks divine sense, we must be more careful."

Chen Nianzhi tried to activate the Yin-Yang Void Realm, only to find that the space within the cave estate was incomparably solid. Even the power of such a spiritual treasure would likely be unable to tear it open.

His brows furrowed at this. With a grave expression, he said, "It seems the space here is also extremely solid. If we encounter Primordial Spirit fiends, do not get entangled with them."

"Let's find the others first."

They had entered just before and after the others, yet they had unexpectedly been separated upon entering. This left them all feeling somewhat uneasy.

The four set off, and after taking only a few steps, they sensed something.

Chen Nianzhi stopped and looked at the others. "Do you sense it too?"

"It seems some kind of aura is calling to us?"

Jiang Linglong murmured hesitantly.

Ya Ya frowned and said in confusion, "After entering the cave estate, I vaguely sensed an aura deep within it that is extremely compatible with me."

All four frowned. Once cultivators reached the Nascent Soul realm, their spiritual perception became exceptionally keen. If they sensed something, it was usually no illusion.

For all four of them to sense it, it was most likely a method left behind by the master of the immortal estate, seemingly guiding them in a certain direction.

After considering it, Qing Ji said, "Then let's go take a look first."

With an opportunity before them, they made their decision at once and set out to seek its source.

Following their intangible sense of direction, the four flew for over half a day. At last, they passed through layers of mist and arrived before an ancient, unadorned hall, above whose entrance were three large characters.