Apparently, when the Purple Cauldron had enveloped the Ten-Thousand-Year Sword-Thunder Violet Lightning Bamboo earlier, it had already discovered this little hole at the bottom of the flower bed.
Ye Han did not bother wondering what the little hole was for.
He had no idea where within the Ascension Immortal Palace this space was hidden, but it had to be somewhere extremely secluded.
If the Purple Cauldron had not sensed the Ten-Thousand-Year Sword-Thunder Violet Lightning Bamboo and torn open a rift directly inside the Teleportation Passage to enter, finding this place would probably have been exceedingly difficult.
Had his good fortune returned?
With that thought, Ye Han dared not delay any longer. He formed hand seals and chanted an incantation, and his body began shrinking rapidly, his bones making a series of cracking sounds...
With his cultivation, changing the structure of his body and bones to squeeze through a hole only as wide as a bowl's mouth was easy enough.
Sure enough, Ye Han's body became as soft and limp as a noodle, and he slipped straight into the tiny opening. Runes of spell power swirled over him, smooth as flowing water, as he slid swiftly down the hole into the passage...
The length of the hole rather exceeded his expectations. He slid down for seven or eight breaths, covering what he estimated to be a hundred zhang, and rounded three or four strange right-angle bends. He sensed intensely concentrated heaven and earth spiritual energy flowing through the passage...
It seemed the Ten-Thousand-Year Sword-Thunder Violet Lightning Bamboo might have relied on this tiny opening to draw in heaven and earth spiritual energy and sustain its life...
At last!
Crack! Ye Han struck a hard rock within the hole. His spell power erupted, and he rammed headfirst into the rock, breaking through...