An Invitation into the Trap, Upheaval in the Underground Palace, a Dark Hunting Ground, the Dao Treasury Stained with Blood!

At the end of the bizarre, kaleidoscopic passage lay a deathly silence.

There was none of the immortal splendor everyone had imagined, no celestial music or jade palaces.

As the dizziness of spatial transport faded, Ye Tian slowly opened his eyes.

What greeted him was an enormous, dim, oppressive underground palace.

It was vast, as though the entire earth had been hollowed out.

Overhead rose dark rock walls whose tops were lost from sight, while ancient blue-gray flagstones paved the ground beneath his feet.

Every slab was covered in the mottled scars of time and scratches of unknown significance.

A stale odor filled the air, as though an ancient tomb sealed for hundreds of millions of years had suddenly been opened.

Mixed into it was a faint, almost imperceptible scent of blood.

"Is this... inside the Eternal Dao Treasury?"

Huang Ruoxi followed close behind, a flicker of uncertainty passing through her beautiful eyes.

The Heavenly Phoenix Sword in her hand gave a faint metallic hum, as though sensing some hidden threat.

"Why aren't there any other opportunities in sight? And where are Ao Lie and the others?"

Su Qinglian and Xiao Yan also surveyed their surroundings warily.

Their little group had landed together only because they had stayed close to Ye Tian and received the protection of the Myriad Laws Key's aura.

Of the thousands of prodigies who had swarmed inside earlier, not a single one was anywhere to be seen.

"Them?"

Standing in the shadows, Ye Tian slowly curled his lips into a smile.

In the dim light, that smile looked especially sinister, even carrying a chilling hint of cruelty.

"Naturally, they went where they were supposed to go."

"Where they were supposed to go?"

Xiao Yan scratched his head, puzzled.

Rather than answer directly, Ye Tian raised his