Su Mo turned his head in bewilderment, but saw nothing. Only the Rogue Cultivator remained beside him.
The Void Beast crouched on Su Mo's shoulder suddenly bristled, every white hair standing on end. Staring at the enormous Ancient Ship, his eyes filled with terror.
Following the Void Beast's gaze, Su Mo looked toward the Ancient Ship and saw an ancient, heavy coffin resting quietly at its bow.
Sensing it carefully, he seemed to hear one muffled heartbeat after another coming from within the ancient coffin of heavy wood.
There was something profoundly uncanny about those heartbeats, as though they could draw the hearts of everyone who entered this place into beating along with them.
"Be careful. The restrictions here are extremely strange. They temporarily strip everyone of their cultivation!" The Great Calamity's voice reached Su Mo's ears from his Spirit Sea.
Su Mo frowned and carefully checked. Sure enough, he could not circulate his Spiritual Power.
His Divine Race Power, however, remained unaffected.
"Come. I'm waiting for you aboard the ship..."
That voice rang out again, but this time, Su Mo was not the only one who could hear it. It could be heard along both banks of the vast, empty underground river.
The voice echoed through the cavernous space, lingering for a long time.
The Rogue Cultivator beside him immediately went cold all over, his hair standing on end.
What kind of Blessed Land was this? A haunted land, more like...
"Where did the people who came in earlier go?"
Su Mo looked around, but saw no one.
"They're all aboard that Ancient Ship..." the Great Calamity explained in a low voice.
"And this place reminds me of a few things... you must be careful!"
"This place is very similar to the area beneath West City in your Great