"The depths of the ruins?" Ling Fei's gaze sharpened, a hint of anticipation in his eyes. Since he was already here, he also wanted to explore these mysterious ruins.
"In that case, shall we go there together?" Yuan Kong laughed heartily. His voice was ethereal and otherworldly, just like an enlightened senior monk.
"Alright!" And so, the six of them traveled together, flying toward the depths of the North Spirit Ruins.
As for the other Cultivators, some were still comprehending various legacies.
For instance, Yuan Chong and Mo Fan were comprehending the legacy of the Alchemy Dao.
After comprehending the legacy of the Alchemy Dao, Wan Qianxiang had rushed here, preparing to comprehend the legacy of Martial Arts.
...
「In the depths of the North Spirit Ruins.」
There was a region completely sealed off by an Array.
