The Strongest Qi Refiner

And in the next second, a burst of gray-yellow light also bloomed under the feet of the elders and disciples of the White Flame Sect who had not yet stepped forward, as well as Han Miaoyi.

The light flickered, and the ground immediately sank downwards, like a whirlpool, sweeping in all the monks on the ground.

"Whoosh!"

After being dragged into the ground, it was like entering an extremely smooth passage, sliding all the way down.

Fang Yu and Wu Jian were in front, while Han Miaoyi and the group of monks from the Baiyan Sect were behind.

The downward speed was extremely fast, and not long after, Fang Yu and Wu Jian landed heavily on the ground with their feet.

"Bang! Bang!"

Two muffled sounds echoed in the small space.

Fang Yu and Wu Jian immediately walked forward after landing, leaving space for the group of monks who were about to land behind them.

"It's so narrow. This place should be in a passage?" Fang Yu looked at both sides with twinkling eyes.

Where he was now, there were gray stone walls on both sides.

The passage itself is not large, it is circular in shape, only about twenty meters in diameter, and the light is extremely dim.

Fang Yu originally thought that after being pulled down from above, he would directly enter the tomb of Tongtian Immortal King, but he did not expect to fall into such a narrow passage.

"Bang bang bang..."

Behind them, Han Miaoyi and the group of elders and disciples from the White Flame Sect landed on the ground.

"Why is this? Is this the Tomb of the Immortal King?"

"No way, there's nothing here..."

"I think we should continue to deepen..."

The group of disciples were still junior and had never entered such a place before. They seemed a little excited and curious at the moment. They started talking enthusiastically and even walked aside to touch the stone wall.

"Silence! Don't touch anything here easily!"

Wu Jian turned around and spoke seriously with his spiritual consciousness.

As a great elder, his majesty is still extremely high.

Even though these disciples are the direct disciples of the elders of the White Flame Sect and have extremely high status in the sect, they do not dare to disobey his orders.

After Wu Jian gave the order, the entire passage immediately fell silent.

Han Miaoyi walked to Fang Yu's side, looked around, and said to Fang Yu through her spiritual consciousness: "Brother Fang, after entering here, did you feel..."

"Well, I felt it, a very weak breath." Fang Yu's eyes moved slightly and he replied, "And it's very rhythmic, sometimes weak and sometimes strong, it feels like..."

"It's like some kind of living thing is breathing." Han Miaoyi said.

"Yes." Fang Yu said with a sharp look in his eyes.

After entering this passage, in addition to the sense of depression and suffocation in the entire passage, the most bizarre thing is the aura that sometimes disappears and appears, sometimes strong and sometimes weak.

This aura is extremely subtle and cannot be captured without sufficient perception.

For example, the group of White Flame Sect monks in front of Wujian probably have no idea about this.

"Okay, now that we're all down, let's move forward." Fang Yu said.

Then, he and Han Miaoyi walked towards the front of the passage.

The white flame sect monks in the rear looked at Wu Jian.

Wujian looked at the backs of Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi in front of him, with a strange light flashing in his eyes. He turned around and said: "We will follow them and keep a certain distance. If there is any danger ahead, they will encounter it first. We Have enough reaction time.”

"Yes, let those two guys go ahead and explore the way for us!" the second elder said unintentionally.

"Okay, let's follow now. There must be danger here. You must be careful and help remind each other." Wu Jian reminded again.

Then, he followed Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi and started walking forward.

In order to ensure that he could retreat in time when encountering danger, he deliberately kept a certain distance and walked slowly.

"Those monks are quite smart and know how to let us go in front." Han Miaoyi, who was walking in front, said to Fang Yu.

"This is called being smart and being overly cautious." Fang Yu replied.

This group of monks from the Baiyan Sect never trusted Fang Yu from the beginning to the end, and had no intention of treating him and Han Miaoyi as companions.

Fang Yu can naturally feel this.

Of course, he could understand the thoughts of Wu Jian or other monks of the White Flame Sect. After all, the appearance of him and Han Miaoyi was indeed suspicious.

Furthermore, to Fang Yu, it didn't matter whether the monks from the White Flame Sect trusted him or not.

Anyway, they have already entered the so-called Tomb of the Immortal King, everything is unknown, and these White Flame Sect monks cannot provide any valuable information.

Since they didn't want to be Fang Yu's companion, there was no need to force him.

In the passage, Fang Yu and Han Miaoyi walked at the same pace, neither fast nor slow.

In this narrow passage, without deliberately hiding the sound of footsteps, only footsteps echoed.

The passage is not straight, but winding.

However, the light in the passage was quite dim along the way, making it difficult to see clearly what was ahead with the naked eye.

And if you look forward with your spiritual consciousness, you can only see the passage itself, which is nothing abnormal.

"Great Elder, have we really entered the tomb of Immortal King Tongtian? Why does this passage feel so long?" A disciple asked via voice transmission.