Ye Xuan, after rushing into the wooden door, directly charged into the Qimen Dunjia's formation.
The surroundings were shrouded in darkness, Ye Xuan furrowed his eyebrows tightly, as blue and red intertwined radiance blossomed from his body's surface, appearing extremely mystical.
With the radiance that was emanating from his body, Ye Xuan barely managed to discern the surroundings.
Around him, it was empty and vacant.
However!
When Ye Xuan looked down and gazed at the ground beneath him, he suddenly discovered that underneath him, a series of golden patterns appeared.
"These patterns, are they the profound mystery of the Qimen Dunjia?"
Ye Xuan crouched down, gently stroking the Qimen Dunjia with his fingers, and wondered, "How exactly does this Qimen Dunjia seal the Pixiu's soul? Is it really possible to seal the Pixiu's soul, whose power is comparable to the Human Emperor Realm, with just these few golden patterns? Isn't that a bit unrealistic?"
