The palace seemed to be in front of him.
But it was, in fact, hundreds of miles away in the distance.
Xiao Yi frowned, suddenly quickening his pace.
Though the scenery here was eerie and the atmosphere haunting and oppressive,
no matter what, the battles here had all taken place countless years ago.
Since this was the Ancient Secret Realm,
it was clear that the corpses here were all powerful beings from the Ancient Times.
The battles too had taken place in the Ancient Times many eons ago.
With such a passage of time, there was nothing to worry about.
Xiao Yi was never one to stay still.
When alone, he was fearless and had no concerns.
On the contrary, he was keen to experience the wonders of the Ancient Times.
A true Martial Artist always harbors a fearless heart, endlessly moving forward on the long Martial Path with a fiery will, unafraid of solitude.
Of course, deciphering these mysteries was also essential.
Ten minutes later,
