Whoosh~~~
The moment Qin Hao entered the Heavenly Law Tower, he felt a layer of mystic force sweep over him. Before he could react, that mystic force dragged him straight into a pitch-black space.
Pitch-black.
Utterly pitch-black.
At a glance, he could not see even a trace of light.
"What kind of darkness is this?" Qin Hao was alarmed. He was a two-star Ancestral God, yet he could not sense anything at all. This place was even emptier than void space.
"Heavensea Ruins Diagram."
With a thought, Qin Hao unleashed the Heavensea Ruins Diagram.
The Heavensea Ruins Diagram should have enveloped a vast area, but within this dark space, it could only cover a radius of ten thousand meters around Qin Hao.
Moreover, the farther out he looked, the thicker the darkness became, leaving Qin Hao with an actual visible range of only about five thousand meters.
At the same time, a languid voice slowly rang out through the pitch-black space:
"Oh? A newcomer?"
The voice came without warning, and the sound seemed to spread endlessly through the pitch-black space. Even Qin Hao jumped.
Still, Qin Hao immediately spotted a Black-Clothed Youth holding a treasure sword directly ahead of him, at the edge of his range some ten thousand meters away.
The young man was almost hidden in the darkness.
At that moment, the Black-Clothed Youth held his sword across his chest with both arms, studying Qin Hao with interest.
"A sword cultivator?"
Qin Hao looked at the Black-Clothed Youth. His cultivation seemed to have been suppressed. Like Qin Hao, he was also at the two-star early stage.
Even so, Qin Hao could still sense how powerful the Black-Clothed Youth was.
An overwhelming tide of sword intent surged out of him, as though it would cleave apart the darkness itself.