Chapter 152: The Ancient Space

That figure's features were indistinguishable. Standing there, he seemed to have completely merged with the void; if one closed one's eyes, his presence was entirely imperceptible. Staring quietly at the ancient stele for a moment, the figure took a step into the void, and his form abruptly vanished.

Not long after he disappeared, one figure after another appeared in rapid succession, entering the space within the ancient stele one by one.

The moment Yin Tianfang entered the vortex, he could clearly feel a repulsive force pressing against him. This repulsive force was by no means weak; however, based on Yin Tianfang's estimation, as long as one's strength reached the peak of the Core Formation realm, one should be able to barely force their way in.

Although Yin Tianfang was only at the late stage of the Core Formation realm, his combat prowess was sufficient to rival experts at the peak of the Core Formation realm. Moreover, he had the Golden Dragon by his side, so gaining entry into this sealed domain was no difficult task for him.

A faint golden light enveloped Yin Tianfang, and that repulsive force instantly vanished without a trace.

With the repulsive force gone, Yin Tianfang's speed surged abruptly. Allowing himself to be pulled by the suction within the vortex, after a few minutes of this, a luminous hole suddenly appeared in the dark ahead. With a flicker of his figure, Yin Tianfang directly swept through that aperture.

Rich and dense heaven and earth primal energy permeated this realm. The boundless space stretched out as far as the eye could see. Yin Tianfang stood suspended in mid-air, looking down upon an endless sea of forests stretching below. Under the gentle breeze, green waves undulated. An ancient and vicissitudinous aura permeated this realm, causing the entire space to exude a sense of profound isolation.

Swish! Swish!

This desolation lasted for an unknown period of time before the space in the sky suddenly rippled. Immediately afterward, countless cracks tore open across the void, and figures tumbled down from the sky in a somewhat disheveled state. People hurriedly urged their spiritual power to steady themselves, suspending themselves in mid-air as they cast their gazes around to assess their surroundings.

As Yin Tianfang looked out over the boundless, endless space, a trace of shock appeared in his eyes. The means of constructing a realm within an ancient stele were truly miraculous and hard to fathom. Gazing into the distance at the scattered figures around him, he figured that everyone who entered must have been randomly scattered to various corners of this realm. Fortunately, however, he had not been unlucky enough to land in some perilous zone.

As he watched the distant figures descending into this place with similarly bewildered expressions, Yin Tianfang thought to himself.

"Heh, no danger?" Yet, just as that thought crossed Yin Tianfang's mind, the Golden Dragon's strange laugh suddenly rang out from within his sea of consciousness.

Before Yin Tianfang could question the Golden Dragon further, he sensed a fierce, foul, and fishy stench rushing toward him. Then, he saw the distant sea of forest part as a colossal behemoth suddenly charged upward from below. Opening its massive, saliva-drenched, ferocious maw in a single gulp, it swallowed three unlucky fellows whole, and shrill, miserable shrieks instantly echoed across the sky.

It was a giant python, several dozen zhang in size, radiating an aura not the slightest bit inferior to the peak of the Core Formation realm. After devouring those three unfortunates, the giant python cast its sinister gaze toward Yin Tianfang not far away.

However, instead of charging at him, it retreated once more and plunged back down into the jungle below.

"Gulp."

Witnessing this scene, Yin Tianfang couldn't help but subconsciously swallow a mouthful of saliva. This ancient realm was indeed fraught with extraordinary perils; that giant python possessed an aura that was exceptionally chilling and ferocious, clearly no ordinary creature. Fortunately, however, that massive beast had not targeted him.

"Kid, most of the spirit beasts within this ancient space are direct descendants of ancient bloodlines, and every single one of them is incomparably fierce. If you're not careful, you'll end up as food in their bellies," the Golden Dragon flashed out from between Yin Tianfang's brows, taking a rather intoxicated breath of the ancient-tasting air permeating this place before speaking with a smile.

Yin Tianfang nodded slightly, then took a deep breath, a look of shock instantly flashing across his eyes: "Such dense heaven and earth primal energy!"

"This, after all, is the place where the fallen Immortal King attained Nirvana and was reborn. Utilizing unique methods to gather the primal energy of heaven and earth, it is naturally far beyond comparison with the outside world. Cultivating here for a day is probably worth several days of arduous effort outside," the Golden Dragon said.

"What a blessed land indeed. How wonderful it would be if one could cultivate here for a long time," Yin Tianfang exclaimed in wonder. Cultivating in a place like this would undoubtedly elevate one's cultivation speed manifold.

After a brief moment of envy, Yin Tianfang looked up at the surroundings and asked, "Where should we go now?"

This ancient space was far too vast, leaving Yin Tianfang momentarily lost. Unlike the outside world, there were no clear divisions of east, west, south, and north here.

The territory here was of unknown vastness. If one were to wander about blindly, it would probably take ten days or half a month just to traverse this entire realm.

"Our main objective this time is the True Dragon's Blood, so we should head directly to the core area—the place where the immortal herb underwent Nirvana," the Golden Dragon stated. "Moreover, the true treasures are mostly concentrated there."

The Golden Dragon slowly ascended into the high sky, gazing into the distance all around before pointing a claw in a certain direction and saying, "Let's head in that direction. I can sense that the heaven and earth primal energy is densest there, and I can also perceive a faint aura of the True Dragon. That must be the core region of this realm."

"However, before this space was sealed, it must have undergone a great battle, with countless experts perishing here. Their legacies and treasures will undoubtedly surface. Of course, whether you can encounter them depends entirely on one's own luck and destiny."

Yin Tianfang nodded slightly, his gaze following the direction pointed out by the Golden Dragon. Presumably, everyone who had entered this place this time was heading toward that same direction.

"Let's go." With a destination set, Yin Tianfang wasted no more words. With a flicker of his figure, his speed surged dramatically, transforming into a streak of light that rapidly bolted toward the central region of the space.

Although the primary goal of this trip was the True Dragon's Blood, Yin Tianfang naturally did not want to miss out on other opportunities and fortunes. He was full of anticipation regarding what harvests he might reap within this space.

The ancient realm was exceptionally vast and boundless. Even though Yin Tianfang pushed his speed to the absolute limit, after an hour of continuous flight, he still could not see the slightest trace of an end. That sense of vicissitude and isolation constantly lingered around him, weighing heavily upon one's state of mind.

Along the way, Yin Tianfang encountered quite a few people. Although the ancient space was vast, the number of individuals entering this time was evidently quite large. Consequently, even after being scattered, they still managed to run into one another from time to time.