"This place hasn't changed one bit!"
No change meant that since they left, no living being had set foot here.
As soon as Xu Ran finished speaking, the ordinary wall painting emitted a burst of white light, like the first ray of dawn piercing through the thin mist, extremely striking on this cliff.
Xu Ran and the Peregrine Falcon saw this and immediately approached the stone, their eyes full of anticipation, staring unblinkingly.
As they moved closer, the white light began to flow and converge slowly, as if an invisible hand was meticulously sketching a perfect masterpiece. A vortex-shaped passage appeared on the stone.
This passage seemed to be woven from pure light and shadow, its edges sparkling like starry gems embedded around it, with wisps of white aura flowing from these points of light.
These streams of white light floated like a gentle veil, sometimes transparent, sometimes solid, obscuring the true scene within.
[Immortal Sword Skill Perfection Required to Enter]
