"Beep—"
"Beep beep—"
"Beep beep beep beep!!!"
The instant the stone inscription was unearthed, the instruments of both countries' special affairs departments around the pit began shrieking in unison.
The sounds grew higher and more frantic, then—sizzle, sizzle—wisps of black smoke rose...
They burned out.
More than a dozen gazes swiftly converged. At the center of them, Shen Le had long since fallen silent, sitting cross-legged at the edge of the summit platform to keep himself from accidentally rolling down the mountain.
His eyes were half-open, half-closed. He seemed to be meditating, but all his attention was focused on the center:
No change.
Still no change.
Layer by layer, the covering soil was removed. The stone inscription was exposed to the daylight, lifted by a pair of trembling hands, moved elsewhere, and carefully brushed free of the material covering its surface.
Throughout the entire process, neither the light pillar on the inscription nor the one over the entire summit changed at all. It did not become more intense, sharper, suddenly violent, or suddenly aggressive...
To those excavating it, holding it, and cleaning it, it remained calm and harmless. Of course, that was on the condition that they did not provoke it—
Do not use supernatural power to touch a stronger supernatural power you did not understand!
See? Burned out...
Shen Le opened his eyes, shrugged, and spread his hands toward the several Special Affairs Bureau guys watching him anxiously. He raised a finger to his lips and smiled.
"It's fine. Don't touch it, and it won't do anything for now. It won't attack people without reason. It won't attack Huaxia citizens with no cultivation power at all."
So it was targeting us, then?
The several Special Affairs Bureau guys looked utterly aggrieved. They could only drag their instruments away dejectedly,