Ye Futian and the other martial artists looked ahead. Within the four pillars that surrounded that space, they could roughly make out a magnificent sight. It was like an incomparably luxurious ancient palace, and it looked majestic.
The word "world" sealed a little world within it, and this little world was very likely to have something to do with the previous owner of this place, or it could even have been left behind by the previous owner back then.
Ye Futian wasn't the only one who thought this way; everyone else thought the same way too. However, the four pillars that had seemingly formed a terrifying seal around the little world had made it impossible for all the cultivators to step in. Otherwise, all of them wouldn't have been waiting here for so long and would have gone in a long time ago.
