The South Sea Ruins.
Deep within the Earth Abyss.
The Bronze Sect stood tall, exuding an ancient, primordial aura.
At its center was a slowly spinning black vortex, like an eye gazing down upon the group.
Wang Xiao felt a tremor that originated from the depths of his soul, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
He glanced at Qin Mengyue and the others. They were in even worse shape than he was, trembling uncontrollably with cold sweat beading on their foreheads.
It seemed the gaze wasn't directed solely at him; everyone had been scanned by it.
Just then, Ye Tianying's voice rang out:
"Don't be nervous. This is the Chaos Sect of Elder Gu Tiandu, the Chaos Nether King. It contains a spiritual imprint he left behind. It was just making sure you are all members of the Human Race and not impostors!"
"If you were from any other race, that gaze would have annihilated you on the spot."
'So this is the power of a Tier Nine Life...' Wang Xiao's eyes flickered.
