395. Arena
The light coming from the inscriptions, coupled with the azure halo radiated by the sandy material of the building, illuminated the figures of the five cultivators in David's group.
There didn't seem to be any immediate danger, the large corridor inside the mountain range was filled with an eerie silence, it appeared completely deserted.
A series of glances were exchanged by the five cultivators as they silently decided to explore deeper, everything inside that place was telling them that the end of the Inheritance ground was near.
Yet, a problem immediately occurred.
"I feel watched."
"Me too."
"Same here."
Helga's feeling was shared by the others, the light coming from the inscriptions around them seemed to inspect their bodies and it even passed undisturbed inside their centers of power.