Upon hearing the ancient voice, Han Li and Yuan Yao were stunned and exchanged glances.
"Let's go. This one's cultivation is unfathomable, comparable to, if not surpassing, the likes of Liu Zu and other Demon Kings. Based on the spiritual sense from the Gold Devouring Beetles, it's potentially even more terrifying," Han Li said calmly, though anxiety gripped his heart, turning to Yuan Yao.
Seeing Han Li's composure, Yuan Yao felt an involuntary sense of ease and nodded silently.
Thus, the duo moved and leisurely floated towards the cave's entrance.
The passage inside was not too large, nor did it have any notable features, merely a four-sided entrance built with plain blue stones.
After flying over a hundred yards along the passage, their eyes widened. They arrived at an ancient hall covered in fine white sand.
