The cultivators following behind Qin Tang were all shocked when they noticed the scene in the distance.
"What a bunch of idiots, I told them that it was weird, yet they still tried to escape. They really don't know how to write the word 'death'."
"One of them was Sun Kairong, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator I knew. He had exceptional Taoist techniques, it's unexpected that he died so silently."
"It's strange, why aren't there any celestial signs when they die?"
"Are you hearing about the strangeness for the first time, my friend? Under its cover, its own rules are established. Most of the general knowledge doesn't apply. That's why we should be more cautious."
"Thank you for your advice."
...
As they walked and communicated with their divine sense, everyone's expressions varied.
Soon, Qin Tang led everyone into a towering building.
In the center, there was a straight pathway.
On either side of the pathway, there were individual small compartments.
