"Whoosh!"
Han Ye took one step inside, as the light door swallowed his body, subsequently arriving in a dark cultivation secret room.
It was a massive, spherical secret room, approximately fifty meters in diameter.
All sides were as hardened as iron stone walls. The spirit crystals inlaid into the stone walls were like stars in a dark night, emitting occasional specks of light.
Apart from that, there was nothing else in the cultivation room.
Suddenly, bright inscriptions appeared on the stone walls, linking together the spirit crystals and forming a fully enclosed Formation Technique.
"Huff!"
A tsunami-like wind gushed out from the stone walls, producing a deafening howling noise.
The originally calm cultivation room, in an instant, filled up with the fierce wind, turning it violently tumultuous as if it could rend a person apart.
Despite Han Ye being prepared, he was still blown away by the wind, fiercely impacting the stone wall opposite and creating a loud bang.
