Gusts of yin wind howled around them as general illumination dimmed the more they progressed. The dull sun in the sky was still there, but its radiance turned to darkness when it hit the ground.

“Is it really the creation seed?” Brightheart asked.

“What else would command so much effort from someone?” Jian Juexian responded matter-of-factly. In his eyes, only a creation seed would inspire the unknown existence to set up this kind of layout.

Brightheart didn’t know Lu Yun and Jian Juexian’s true cultivation level, but a layout that could forcefully increase the strength of someone in it was a heaven-defying ...