Xi Xi shook her head and said seriously, "Only someone with the bloodline of the First Generation Angel God can pull out this sword. If we try rashly again, it could trigger unpredictable consequences."
Chen Xiaojun added, "Mm. The power of this divine sword isn't something we can control."
With no other choice, they could only set aside the idea of drawing the sword for now and continue exploring the other areas of the palace.
Their group stepped into this mysterious room, and their eyes were immediately drawn to the stele in the center.
The stele had endured the ravages of time, yet still stood tall. It was covered in ancient writing, and those words seemed to contain some kind of immense power, radiating an awe-inspiring, mysterious aura.
Everyone stopped before the stele, their gazes filled with curiosity and reverence.
However, to most of them, the writing was like a heavenly script, impossible to decipher.
Only Xi Xi and Chen Xiaojun had light flickering in their eyes, as if they could see through the secrets of those words.
Seeing Chen Xiaojun and Xi Xi's focused expressions, Zhu Wuneng could not help asking, "Young Master, what's written on the stone plaque?"
His voice broke the silence in the room, but Chen Xiaojun seemed not to hear him at all and remained immersed in the writing on the stele.
After a long while, Xi Xi's dry voice broke the silence. "So that's how it is."
She seemed to have comprehended something from those ancient words.
Chen Xiaojun also took a deep breath and sighed. "I never expected it to be this."
A shocked light flickered in his eyes. Clearly, the contents on the stele had exceeded his expectations.
Their exchange was brief, but it carried profound meaning.
Although the others could not