Behind the stone door, the spiritual energy was dense, almost tangible.
Inside the spirit stone, the Xuanyu Monarch had passed away, but his aura lingered still.
A stele stood in front, with rows of ancient characters carved onto it.
Chen Yuan swept his gaze over it and looked toward the old man seated cross-legged, then noticed a thin layer of pale ash on the floor of the cave.
"Ah? What's with these spirit stone fragments?"
His gaze shifted, and upon seeing the old man's clasped hands, his expression involuntarily tightened.
"Is this the Yunji Array?"
At this moment, Chen Yuan's pupils contracted as he glanced at the old man's hands and looked around.
He saw the densely packed spirit stones continuously emitting a nearly tangible spiritual energy.
This spiritual energy, filling the entire space, was ceaselessly gathering between the old man's hands and being absorbed and refined.
"Why would there be a Yunji Array set up between his hands?"
