Li Yan and Zhao Min stood before a stretch of ruined wall. Above the wall behind them, a bright yellow vortex slowly turned—it was the place they had just come through.
The tokens for the "Soul Prison Clan" secret grotto could only be used once. Upon entering, they formed a protective cyan glow that enveloped the token holder.
Once the cyan glow came into contact with the entrance formation's restrictions, the entrant would be teleported away, and the token would vanish as well.
Li Yan had learned the method of use from the jade slip. He also knew that after these tokens were collected, they would be sold to other cultivators again.
This is practically a business with no capital required!
Li Yan thought to himself. Though the cost of refining these tokens was considerable, their initial investment had likely long since been recovered.
A token was needed to enter, but leaving this place was simple—one merely had to throw oneself into the bright yellow vortex overhead.
Li Yan and Zhao Min surveyed their surroundings. They found no one else nearby—or rather, no other living beings at all. The area was deathly silent.
Even the cultivator who had issued the warning earlier was nowhere to be seen. Clearly, that person was only responsible for guarding this place and had no wish to meet anyone.
If one had a token, one could enter. Otherwise, if one approached, he would activate the formation restrictions and attack.
Li Yan immediately spread out his Divine Sense. After only a few breaths—
"There's no one nearby for the moment. Let's go!"
Zhao Min naturally had no objection to Li Yan's words. She followed him as they sped forward, while their auras swiftly concealed themselves, doing their utmost not to draw anyone's attention.
"How could Ustu