"Bloodline of the Dou Qi Continent?"
Xiao Yan froze briefly, surprise flickering across his face. Sensing no malice in the voice, he offered no resistance and allowed the silver light to draw him inside.
Judging by what that voice had said, could the Spirit Emperor have had some connection to the lineage of the Dou Qi Continent back then?
As the silver light faded, an entirely new world appeared before Xiao Yan. Outside, the countless experts looked stunned when they saw him disappear into the silver Light Gate.
"Why was Xiao Yan's entry into the Spirit Emperor Ancient Tomb so strange?"
Confusion appeared on everyone's faces. In the past, when Lower-Rank Earthly Sovereigns entered the Spirit Emperor Ancient Tomb, they could simply walk in after the silver light swept over them, provided there were no issues.
Yet Xiao Yan had first been pushed out, then pulled back in. It looked rather strange. Could the Spirit Emperor Ancient Tomb offer Alchemists some special treatment?
The ancient space stretched endlessly, no smaller than a minor plane.
A space created by a Heavenly Sovereign Expert was naturally vast, just like the worlds of the great ancient clans on the Dou Qi Continent, which could accommodate over a hundred million cultivators.
But compared with the Dou Di Spaces of the Dou Qi Continent, the energy in this space exceeded that of an ordinary Dou Di Space by tenfold, dozens of times, or even more.
The dense Spiritual Energy could actually condense into mist in the air. In places where it was even more concentrated, a drop of Sovereign Spirit Liquid would occasionally drip down.
Such immense quantities of Spiritual Energy filled the entire world. If a Ninth-Rank Sovereign were left here to cultivate diligently for decades or a century, becoming an Earthly Sovereign would