"Endlessly seeking the path to immortality! Such a beautiful dream, but it has come to an end. Hmph, ridiculous, truly ridiculous. Can one only spend their whole life here willingly?" An ancient voice suddenly echoed, filled with endless sadness and resignation.
Hearing this voice, Tangyu and the six others immediately halted their steps and looked over.
They saw a silhouette on a massive stone. Just looking at this silhouette would fill anyone with a sense of loneliness and solitude, and it was written with endless sorrow.
However, from this silhouette emanated an incredibly terrifying aura. Just this aura alone made one realize the immense power of the individual before them.
Even—
Tangyu vaguely felt that this aura was even stronger than that of the Wooden Sword, which shocked him greatly. How could it be? How could it be stronger than the Wooden Sword? The Wooden Sword was a master of profound skills at the Ninth Layer; could this silhouette be in the Golden Core Realm?