In the portal, a faint light flowed like flowing water, and each wave seemed to tell the ancient legend of the Death Sanctuary.

It's a puzzle of time, a mystery of space, and the ultimate question of life and death.

Yebai's movements suddenly stopped, and he stood quietly in front of the portal, as if he had become the guardian of this portal.

His expression was calm, but every monk could feel the amazing power contained within him.

The air around him became lively by his presence, the sand and stones flew, the sea swelled, and the heavens and the earth seemed to become more vivid under his will.

The pursuers realized that this was more than just a simple opening of the door.

This is a manifestation of Yebai's power, a testament to his interaction with the world.

Around him, the previously frozen space began to distort, and time began to flow, as if he alone was a complete universe.

Pan Ling'er stood beside Yebai, her eyes full of curiosity and awe.

The mink rubbed against her shoulder, its eyes sparkling with longing for the unknown.

Pan Lotian held the hilt of the sword nervously, although he had experienced a hundred battles, but in the face of such a scene, the fluctuations in his heart could not be calmed.

Yebai, on the other hand, seemed to understand the doubts and fears in their hearts, turned around and threw a faint smile at them.

He seemed to be telling them that no matter where this portal leads, no matter what secrets are hidden there, he will be their solid support.

At this moment, the wind and rain on the edge of the Dead Sea became more ferocious, and the wind swept up countless grains of sand and danced in the air, and the sea and the sky seemed to merge into one and create chaos.

And in the midst of this chaos, the portal is as stable as ever, waiting for the choice of Yebai and his companions.

In the midst of the storm, Yebai's figure was like a statue standing still, and his every blink seemed to contain profound wisdom.

His companions, Pan Ling'er and Pan Letian, as well as the pheasant, all felt the wordless stabilizing power emanating from Yebai's body.

They no longer hesitated, no longer feared, followed the pace of Yebai, and walked towards the portal full of unknowns.

The whispers of the pursuers didn't interfere with Yebai, but his keen perception caught those greedy gazes.

He understands that this power is like an endless treasure in the eyes of some people.

He couldn't help but smile lightly, and that smile contained insight into the world and anticipation of the adventure to come.

There is even more disdain for the ignorance of worldly people.

Yebai turned to face the portal, and with a kingly demeanor in his gestures, he whispered to his companions, "Follow me." Although the voice was weak, it exploded like thunder in everyone's heart.

The small wooden boat looked small in the wind and waves, but it was unusually determined to head towards the portal.

Nighthaku stood at the bow of the boat, leading the way, as if manipulating the forces of nature to make way for the furious elementals.

The sea parted by the side of the boat, forming a channel, and the dust swirled above their heads, but not a single grain of sand fell on them.

As Yebai approached step by step, the portal seemed to sense his power and began to flow with more dazzling light.

This light contains an ancient message, as if welcoming a long-lost master.

As Nighthaku and his companions' small wooden boats passed through the gleaming portal, the world around them seemed to experience a silent subversion in an instant.

On the other side of the portal, there is a scene very different from the edge of the Dead Sea – a space of light and shadow, which is neither present nor unreal.

On this side of the portal, the light seemed to have a texture, flowing through the air like satin, stretching and shortening the shadows of the group.

Yebai stood at the bow of the boat, like a navigator in this changing world.

Pan Ling'er and Pan Lotian followed, their eyes full of curiosity and surprise, but more trust.

Behind them, the portal that had once led to hope and despair slowly closed, accompanied by a barely audible thud, as if an ancient book had been gently closed between heaven and earth.

The moment the portal closed, Yebai's figure seemed to merge with this space, and he not only passed through a simple portal, but also crossed the limitations of time and space.

For the pursuers who watched them leave, this scene was undoubtedly a heavy blow.

Their schemes, their ambitions, became invisible in this instant.

They originally thought that Yebai had fled into the arms of death, but now they saw a new possibility - not only did Yebai not disappear, but may have possessed some kind of power that they could not imagine.

The space that Yebai and his companions were in now was neither the Dead Sea nor the continent they were familiar with.

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As Yebai and his party weave into this uncharted territory, they find themselves in a ruin.

Unlike any ruins they had ever seen, there was no dust deposit, no etching of time.

Suspended in the air are the tops of the towers that seem to have been cut by a knife, and the ruins of the broken walls are faintly recognizable by ancient carvings and symbols, although broken, they still exude mysterious power.

The sea is full of unknown magic, and the remains of dragons and phoenixes float in the air - the bones of dragons are like winding mountains, and the majesty of the past is faintly visible; The phoenix's feathers are like scattered flames, and despite the loss of life, they are still colorful, like the glow of the sunset.

Although the remains were dead, the runes they emitted seemed to tell ancient legends, attracting Yebai and them to explore deeply.

At the center of this ruin is a large hall made of logs, which was once magnificent and now only tragic ruins.

In the cracks on the logs, it seems that the wisdom and strength of the past are still stored, and they seem to have a new life under the gaze of Yebai and others.

At this time, the Heavenly Poison Bead in Yebai's hand exuded a faint brilliance, he clenched it gently, the legendary orb that can expel all poisons and break all curses, became extremely warm at this moment, it seemed to respond to the energy of this sea, and even guided Yebai to further explore this mysterious world.

Yebai closed his eyes and concentrated on the subtle communication between the Heavenly Poison Bead and the surrounding energy.

He could sense that there was some kind of key hidden in these wrecks and runes, perhaps related to his past and future.

Perhaps these runes were the clues to the answers he was seeking.

And the instrument spirit of the Heavenly Poison Bead is the instrument spirit of this ancient city.

Back here, nature is like a fish in water.

As Yebai's soul resonates with this space, the surrounding scene begins to change subtly.

The suspended fragments move slowly, seemingly regrouping into an ancient building.

The runes in the air began to glow, and they were no longer simple points of light, but turned into flowing words, telling Yebai the secrets of the ancient city.