The mountain's entrance wasn't a cave mouth or a gate. It was a seam in the rock that split open the instant Wei Liang's palm touched the stone, grinding wider like something responding directly to his qi signature.
"It recognized you," Xu said, alarmed. "Or recognized the Void root specifically. This entrance was keyed to exactly what you carry."
"Meaning she built this expecting a Void root to eventually walk in," Liu Che said, drawing his blade as the group moved into the widening passage.
"Or expecting me specifically," Wei Liang said. "If she's been tracking my bloodline for three hundred years, she'd have had time to prepare an entrance that answered to it."
The passage sloped downward, torches igniting on their own as the group passed, some mechanism older than sect construction
