By using the broken black stone as a base and the Pure Yang Qi from the bodies of the four children, they quickly tore the void apart, forming a spacious portal, which then swallowed the two figures, one green and one yellow, inside.
"Uncle Dao, what are Uncle Qiu and the others doing with such great fanfare?"
Having witnessed Ninghai Zen, Qiu Changtian, and the donkey vanish without a trace, Bai Qi couldn't help but marvel at the wonder of the Daoist skills.
Even with the advancement to Divine Techniques through martial skills, one can't achieve void transfer; that requires a much higher level of mastery with top-tier means.
"Well... Archaeology."
Lao Dao almost slipped his tongue, lifting his mink fur hat to scratch his head:
"That Qiu fellow and the Young Master are rather keen on exploring the great sects before the fall of the Dao, with the main aim of understanding history, continuing the legacy, linking the past and the future... It's truly a meritorious deed!"
