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As the two of them entered the inner room, Wu Xiang waved his hand and dozens of white rings of light appeared in the air. These rings of white light flickered, emitting ripples in the air.

Wu Xiang pointed at one of the rings and it expanded rapidly. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to the height of a person, and the spatial ripples became even more violent.

Wu Xiang turned to look at Bai Xiaochuan. ”Follow me closely.”

With that, he stepped into the halo. Bai Xiaochuan followed Wu Xiang and followed him through the ring of light.

Suddenly, countless white lights shot over. Under the intense light, Bai Xiaochuan could not help but squint his eyes.

Bai Xiaowang immediately explained, ”This is a spatial passageway, it can be considered another type of transportation formation.”

After three breaths, the dazzling white light disappeared. Only now did Bai Xiaochuan clearly see the scene before his eyes. He and Wu Xiang were actually inside a volcano!

The two of them stood there in mid-air, the scorching hot volcano beneath their feet. The dark red magma continued to churn, and the pungent smell of sulphur and the billowing heat waves assaulted his nostrils.

Bai Xiaochuan looked over and saw a square platform made of white jade in the center of the volcano. On the white jade platform, there was a blank stone tablet. It was exactly the same as the altar found at the Black Battlefield Gate!

Wu Xiang stared at the square platform and said, ”Don't use your spiritual sense to check that square platform. This platform is very strange, you can swallow spiritual sense.”

Bai Xiaochuan pretended to be glad and asked Wu Xiang, ”Brother Xiang, is this the ancient array? I look quite ordinary. ”

Wu Xiang sneered and said: ”What do you know! The interior of this formation is extremely dangerous, even I do not dare to go up and inspect it without permission. ”

Bai Xiaochuan was flabbergasted. ”I didn't know that this formation was this powerful. Brother Xiang, this formation has something to do with the Primordial Spirits? ”

Wu Xiang started circling the platform and slowly recounting the events.