Ling Xiao took a deep breath and walked through the stone gate behind Elder Bai.
He discovered that behind the stone gate, there was actually a world of its own.
There was an elder sitting cross-legged here, with a small dog lying beside him.
He could not see through the elder's cultivation level, but he was certain that it was much stronger than Elder Bai's.
The elder sat cross-legged in the center of the circular room, surrounded by murals that depicted various figures from the ancient era.
They were densely packed, so numerous they were almost impossible to count.
Some had three heads and six arms;
some had wings growing from their backs;
some were born with three eyes;
some had the head of a bird and the body of a human;
some had monkey heads and monkey brains;
...
There were simply too many to count, and almost anyone who looked at them would be dazzled.
