In the treasured mirror, Mo Qianlou and Yin Wufeng spoke for a while longer, seemingly still discussing something, their voices gradually growing faint.
Then Yin Wufeng slipped out through the spatial rift, leaving only Mo Qianlou and Du Zhongli in the shattered blessed grotto.
After Yin Wufeng left, the two inspected their surroundings, forming magic seals from time to time and even bombarding the area, yet they still found nothing.
Strangely, their attacks could not even break off half a stone, much less obtain anything.
After working away for ages, the two still came up empty-handed.
"Young master, the restrictions here really are unusual. I've tried plenty of magic seals, but none could even touch their protective barrier. It really is difficult to open. If we could learn how these restrictions work, wouldn't we be able to..." Du Zhongli said, his heart burning with eagerness.
Mo Qianlou shook his head. "The method behind these restrictions was lost long ago. Otherwise, with even the slightest record, I could work backward to deduce their origin... I just used a divination secret technique three times, but obtained no information at all. This blessed grotto was probably controlled by a supreme expert from ancient times. As for restoring it... I'm afraid only the Demon Emperor could do that."
"Things from ancient times truly aren't something we can shake." Du Zhongli could not help feeling shocked, then eager again. If he could obtain the treasures inside, he could probably improve considerably. "Young master, what should we do now? Wait here, or...?"
"The Southern Dynasty's people aren't united. They won't reach a decision anytime soon, so we need to keep the pressure on them here. Yin Wufeng has gone back now. If he really has the resolve to bring out the Sage Sword, we still have