8) The Hidden realm!

Meanwhile

Yang Khan, being a loose cultivator at the moment, stepped cautiously into the ancient tomb of the Immortal, in hopes of obtaining some dime.

As his feet touched the cold stone floor, darkness enveloped him like a suffocating shroud, leaving no trace of sunlight to pierce through.

'Eh? What is this darkness?' he said to himself while his hand moved as if he was dancing, summoning dazzling golden runes.

However, the runes slowly turned dim and vanished.

'Oh! There seems to be some kind of mechanism to stop people from using light,' he thought to himself while he had already seen three paths in those brief seconds.

Left, right, and center.

'strange on the map there were only two paths but in front of me, there are there paths...'

Despite the confusion, Yang chose the path down the middle, drawn by an inexplicable force guiding his steps deeper into the labyrinthine crypt.