This was a barrier gate, circulating with an immensely powerful teleportation force, resembling a teleportation formation.
Chu Feng and Wen Xue didn't hesitate and stepped right through it.
Sure enough, they entered a teleportation tunnel.
As people who frequently ventured into ruins, they naturally understood this was the ruins' protection for the victors.
As long as they stayed quietly in the tunnel, they would be transported to a safe location.
Wen Xue plopped down on the ground, stretched luxuriously, and only then looked up at Chu Feng.
"Junior Brother, just like that, it's over?"
"Could it be that the key fragment atop the tower was the inheritance?" Wen Xue asked.
"The fragment isn't the inheritance. It's used to open the main city of the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect."
"But I did gain something," Chu Feng said.
"Oh, that's good." Wen Xue let out a sigh of relief, but then her eyes lit up.
"Eh?!"
"Something gained?"
"When did you gain something?"
"When I comprehended the method of separating my consciousness from my body," Chu Feng said.
"No wonder you were observing for so long. Turns out you were secretly comprehending good stuff, huh?"
Wen Xue reacted quickly, extending her small hand. "Finders keepers — half for me."
"The Hundred Gu Techniques, you want to learn them?" Chu Feng asked.
"Yes, Gu arts are actually most suited for me," Wen Xue said.
"Fine, I'll teach you once we get out," Chu Feng said.
"Deal." Wen Xue nodded.
"Junior Brother, you're a barrier expert. From what you've observed, will this teleportation formation take us out of the world, or outside the ruins?"
Wen Xue asked.
"This kind of teleportation force should be sending us to another world," Chu Feng said.
"That's good. Otherwise that scoundrel grandfather of yours would definitely come after us," Wen Xue said.
Rumble— Suddenly, bursts of rumbling echoed from outside.
Immediately after, the teleportation tunnel shook violently.
Following that, the speed at which the teleportation force propelled them forward plummeted in an instant and continued to slow.
"Is it your grandfather?" Wen Xue asked.
"Should be," Chu Feng said.
"Oh no, I jinxed it." Wen Xue clapped a hand over her mouth.
…
Outside the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect's ruins, Jie Tianran had already risen high into the sky.
His palm faced the void, and vast barrier force had already enveloped the entire world.
But now, the immense power was converging in a single direction.
As the formation's energy gathered, the teleportation tunnel gradually manifested from the point of convergence.
"Chu Feng, I've got you."
As Jie Tianran spoke, his hand seals shifted, and even more massive barrier force erupted from within his body.
The sealing formation grew ever more powerful.
The teleportation tunnel became increasingly visible.
The sealing formation was like a blade, carving into the teleportation tunnel.
Although the speed was slow, wherever the tunnel was being cut into resembled a gaping wound.
The vast teleportation force surged forth from the incision like blood.
Buzz— However, at that very moment, a burst of barrier force from the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect's ruins shot skyward, plunging directly into the sealed teleportation tunnel.
In that instant, the tunnel's circulation speed began to intensify, and the sealing formation rose toward the sky along with the tunnel's flow.
"Hmph."
Jie Tianran gave a light snort, producing a golden talisman. The talisman transformed into golden flames that shot skyward like a torrential downpour.
Those golden flames, upon reaching the void, transformed into barrier soldiers clad in golden armor and wielding long spears.
Their numbers reached into the billions.
The billions of soldiers continuously charged at the teleportation tunnel. Though they shattered upon impact each time, they reformed and once again formed a blockade.
"Seven Realms City Lord, did you just mention Chu Feng? Is he here as well?"
At that moment, Baili Xukong also rose into the air, arriving beside Jie Tianran.
"Not only Chu Feng — your Prison Sect's Wen Xue is here too," Jie Tianran said coldly.
"Wen Xue?"
Baili Xukong's gaze shifted involuntarily toward Wuma Hanshuang, who stood at the entrance of the Ancestral Martial Realm Sect.
After all, Wuma Hanshuang was his subordinate.
He naturally knew that Wen Xue was Wuma Hanshuang's disciple.