The walls surrounding the room were a deep darkness that seemed to stretch on forever.
Standing in this space that looked far too unreal,
Chen Yu was astonished.
"What exactly is this place?"
He moved over to one of the "walls," casually took a small piece of ordinary refined iron ore from his Storage Ring, and tossed it toward the darkness.
The refined iron ore instantly vanished into the "wall."
The next moment, the piece Chen Yu had just thrown was "tossed" out of the wall behind him.
"Oh?"
Chen Yu turned to look at the refined iron ore on the floor behind him.
He was even more astonished.
"The stone I threw actually fell out behind me. Is this a space constructed through formations?"
While Chen Yu was curiously examining his surroundings, a man's voice suddenly sounded beside him, hoarse, low, and aged. "Elder, I constructed this place with formations. Please forgive me for bringing you inside without your permission."
Chen Yu turned at the voice.
He discovered specks of azure starlight on the skeleton seated in a proper cross-legged posture on the Meditation Cushion. Although he had never studied formations, he could still tell that the arrangement of those lights held profound mysteries.
Now the starlight shone, and the skeleton's upper and lower jaws opened and closed as he spoke.
It was an exceedingly eerie sight.
Chen Yu grew wary.
"There is no need for concern, Elder. I died many years ago. All that remains now is a wisp of my true spirit, preserved through a formation to leave this recording."
Elder?
Such respectful address?
Me?
Hearing those words, Chen Yu raised an eyebrow.
The skeleton continued, "Without the Nether Ruins Sect's permission, I took it upon myself to modify the boulder engraved with the words 'Nether Ruins