The mysterious white mist that had brought Song Qingming here slipped back into the Green Stone Tablet before him not long after arriving, vanishing from his sight.
Having been inexplicably teleported here, Song Qingming saw that the white mist no longer released lightning to attack him and that there was no danger around him. Only then did he breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Not knowing where he was, Song Qingming worried deeply that Xiao Haoran and the others outside might find this place, so he wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
Yet to his surprise, after circling the stone chamber and searching it thoroughly, Song Qingming discovered that there was not a single exit through which he could leave.
Moreover, the walls around the stone chamber were covered in formidable lightning Restrictions. Even the magic treasures Song Qingming unleashed could not damage them in the slightest. There was simply no way to forcefully break the Restrictions and escape.
Seeing that he could not leave for the moment, and that Xiao Haoran and the others had not searched their way inside, Song Qingming relaxed somewhat and began searching the stone chamber, hoping to find another way out.
In this stone chamber, only five or six zhang across, aside from the Green Stone Tablet standing in the center, there was nothing around but a pile of rubble and several cultivator corpses that had long since turned into White Bone.
The corpses still carried a faint spiritual glow. Before their deaths, they had at least been accomplished Golden Core Cultivators. They appeared to have fallen long ago, at least several centuries in the past.
Seeing scorch marks on the corpses, as though they had been struck by lightning, Song Qingming quickly concluded that these people had likely died beneath the mysterious