Along the way, the branch hall remained deathly silent. Residual Spiritual Energy fluctuations and traces of battle told of the brutality of the fierce fight that had just taken place.
Before long, Chen Ze and Lin Bingchun hurried to an extremely concealed stone door.
Runes flickered endlessly across the door, like sinister stars in the night sky. The Spiritual Energy restrictions were exceedingly stringent, like an invisible yet indestructible barrier.
Just as Lin Bingchun was about to raise his hand and forcefully break the restriction, Chen Ze swiftly stopped him.
Chen Ze stood tall and composed, his hands rapidly forming seals as his fingers danced through the air, while he muttered incantations under his breath.
Several threads of Spiritual Energy slithered forth like spirit serpents leaving their dens, precisely slipping into the gaps between the runes and moving through every crevice with seamless precision.
A moment later, a faint series of cracking sounds rang out, and the stone door slowly opened.
"Fellow Daoist truly understands runes well. This move of yours has earned Lin's admiration!" Lin Bingchun praised, following Chen Ze into the secret chamber.
The room was dimly lit, yet it was permeated by an incomparably rich medicinal fragrance. Wisps of it drilled into their nostrils, refreshing their spirits.
The surrounding walls were densely hung with all manner of rare medicinal herbs, each one crystal-clear and overflowing with Spiritual Energy.
At the center stood a massive cultivation platform, runes flickering upon it. It was clearly where Yu Wei normally secluded himself to cultivate.
Chen Ze swept his gaze over the room and secretly thought, Fortunately, we have always turned these branch halls upside down, even moving away entire palaces. Otherwise, we would truly have missed such an opportunity today.
*After we return, I must have Li Hengwen search these