Mu Guiqing stepped forward and said:
"Don't touch the stone gate recklessly. The secret to opening it is hidden on it."
Jiang Feng nodded and took a step back.
Only after the inscriptions on the stone gate had finished flashing did Mu Guiqing extend her fingers and begin tapping rapidly across its surface.
Her fingers moved so swiftly that even Jiang Feng's eyesight could not follow them. All he saw was Mu Guiqing striking out again and again, her five fingers dancing like nimble snakes. Inscriptions continuously flashed across the stone gate, accompanied by waves of pleasant, low sounds.
It felt like she was playing the piano!
Listening to the sounds, Jiang Feng inexplicably felt a sense of comfort.
Just as he was about to savor it, Mu Guiqing stopped.
Then the stone gate suddenly shuddered. The entire passage seemed to tremble with it, and fragments of stone came clattering down from where the gate joined the passage.
Immediately afterward, a pattern appeared in the center of the stone gate.
It was a palm-sized circular pattern, floating in the center of the gate as it spun without pause.
Mu Guiqing then took out a round disc the same size as the pattern and pressed it directly over it.
The disc sank into the stone gate. Under the incredulous gazes of Jiang Feng and Mu Guiqing, the stone gate actually began to melt like a glacier, rapidly dissolving outward from the disc's pattern.
It looked as though the stone gate were dissolving on its own!
In merely three breaths' time, the stone gate blocking Jiang Feng and Mu Guiqing vanished into thin air.
An underground hall appeared before them. It was not particularly large, square in shape and roughly four hundred square meters in area. Two rows of pillars extended forward