He knew well that with the help of the Qiankun Pearl, his cultivation and strength would leap qualitatively.
Just as Luo Yao was immersed in joy, a faint voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
The voice seemed to come from ancient times, yet it also seemed to emanate from the depths of his spirit, carrying an indescribable intimacy and warmth.
Luo Yao paused, then focused his mind to listen carefully.
The voice gradually became clearer, as if it was telling him something, or perhaps guiding him towards some unknown place.
He closed his eyes, allowing his spirit to resonate with that voice.
Moments later, he abruptly opened his eyes, a resolute gleam in them.
"I understand!"
Luo Yao murmured to himself, "This is the Qiankun Pearl guiding me to its true place of belonging — the Qiankun Secret Realm!"
The Qiankun Secret Realm, a relic left by great beings from the Ancient Times, was rumored to hold countless treasures and legacies, a sacred place dreamt of by countless cultivators.
