"In this Domain, there were actually cultivators... But why does no one seem to be here now? Not even a living soul... Looking at the situation here, it’s obvious this stone door was here first, and only later did the spirit mine grow... A Class IV spirit mine naturally grows several miles deep; how long has it been?"
Wang Ba couldn’t help but look up.
In the winding mine passage, a faint, dim heavenly light could be seen.
Clearly, they were already very far from the surface.
"Deputy Sect Master."
The few people with Ji Ying looked at Wang Ba.
Wang Ba pondered for a mont, then instructed, "Elder Ji Ying, guard this place, to prevent this immortal cave, worn from age, from suddenly turning to dust upon seeing the light of day again."
Ji Ying nodded, waved a hand, and several array flags were set up around.
Surrounding the stone door at this place.
Seeing this, Wang Ba slowly stepped forward.
Mana gathered, he gently pushed against the stone door.
In the desolate depths underground, accompanied by a slightly harsh ’creak’ sound.
Countless dust fell from the stone door.
Then it slowly opened.
There was no wave of mana, nor any expected defensive asures.
It seed that these had long vanished with ti.
Only a half-open stone door remained, and a shadowy darkness beyond it that was unclear.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but frown slightly.
From the crowd, Tang Ji stepped forward and said in a deep voice:
"Deputy Sect Master, I’ll scout ahead."
Wang Ba slightly shook his head.
He stepped to the stone door, raised a hand to push open the other sowhat heavy stone door.
Focusing his eyes, illuminating the void, he stepped inside.
Beyond the stone door was a pitch-black corridor, though to his eyes it held no secrets.
He paused slightly.
Scanned the surroundings.
He could clearly see the paths etched into the walls of the corridor, remarkably well-preserved after so many years of dust, even able to see the fingerprints the owner of this immortal cave left when etching these patterns.
"Formation... its rank is not low."
Wang Ba’s eyes narrowed slightly.
Although not adept at formations, formations were essentially variants of Divine Patterns. Just by looking at these lines, he could roughly discern their use.
However, it seed this formation had long lost its effectiveness over ti, and the stone door opened with no reaction.
This both amazed Wang Ba with the age of this cave and left him slightly disappointed.
Even the formation had failed, suggesting that nothing useful might remain in this immortal cave.
He continued walking inside.
Quickly exiting the corridor.
But the next mont, upon seeing the scene beyond the corridor, Wang Ba’s expression tensed!
Following closely behind Wang Ba, Tang Ji and the others also couldn’t help but let out a suppressed exclamation upon seeing the sight before them:
"This might not be an immortal cave but a small Sect, right?"
"Whose immortal cave is made so complex!"
A bottomless abyss lay before them.
And above that abyss, stone islands floated, each bearing buildings clearly resembling houses.
Everyone being Sect cultivators, despite the difference in house structures, they imdiately recognized the full Sect layout and atmosphere.
These houses along with the stone islands, just floated lonely above the abyss, devoid of light and sound, like graves...
"No mana..."
Wang Ba sensed the stone island.
Despite floating, there wasn’t a hint of mana fluctuation.
Slightly puzzled, he took a light step off the current platform into the air.
Indeed, he felt a loss of weight coming from below the abyss.
"So that’s it."
Wang Ba slightly relaxed, his figure flashed as he appeared on the nearest stone island.
With mana enveloping the buildings on this stone island to prevent collapse, he then gently pushed open the building’s door.
Upon seeing its contents, he was montarily stunned.
The room’s furnishings were simple, almost sparse.
A dozen wooden beds were pushed together.
Wrinkled clothing was casually piled into wooden barrels beside each bed, as if its owners had planned to wash their robes after completing a day’s work...
Yet, they never returned.
Ti seed forever frozen on that day.
"What exactly happened here?"
Wang Ba’s mind was filled with extre confusion at this mont.
Just then, the startled voices of Tang Ji and the others were heard from outside:
"It’s the Cultivation thod Hall! They have their Cultivation thod Hall here!"
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