Martial Ancestor's Tomb

Under the endless illumination of lightning, Exterminate Impasse was bathed in a glaringly white light everywhere.

"Let's go."

Fang Yuan stood at the edge of Exterminate Impasse for a moment, then moved his body and flew into Exterminate Impasse. Yan Huan, helpless, could only follow suit and fly in.

The rumbling sounds continued incessantly, deafening, echoing around the two.

However, they were not ordinary people; they had already reached the realm of the seventh stage Corpse Split Immortal. The mere thunderous noise couldn't affect them. They weren't even affected by the ability to disturb their minds.

Yan Huan remained vigilant, his body and mind dispersed, confidently sensing any movement around them, attempting to warn and evade the fleeting lights and thunder that would appear suddenly.

After flying for a while, Yan Huan's expression suddenly changed, and his Dao Seed shattered abruptly.

"You..."