Ancient Riddles and the Bridge of Wisdom

Lin Ye followed Silva's pointing finger and looked ahead, as if he could see the bustling scene from thousands of years ago—craftsmen focused on their work, scholars engaged in heated debate, the essences of two great civilizations blending here. The Golden Blade in his hand trembled faintly, as though responding to that forgotten history.

"Something's wrong ahead," Ace said alertly, pointing forward and interrupting everyone's thoughts.

The road abruptly ended here. Ahead stood a massive stone bridge spanning a deep valley. The bridge was at least fifty meters long and ten meters wide, carved from single enormous slabs of stone, its surface covered in intricate ancient writing. Even more striking was a stone statue standing at the bridgehead, roughly four meters tall. Its image was vague and difficult to discern, somewhat humanoid yet bearing inhuman traits, giving off an otherworldly sense of mystery.

"This is a guardian statue," Silva said softly, unconsciously slowing his steps. "A guide said to lead true inheritors."

Just as they cautiously approached the bridgehead, the stone statue—which should have been lifeless—suddenly emitted a blue glow. Most astonishing of all, it spoke. Its voice was ancient and solemn, as if it had traveled from a distant time and space:

"Bearer of the Dawn Blade, if you wish to proceed, you must undergo the test of wisdom."

The moment its words ended, three beams of light suddenly lit up on the bridge, forming three intricate written riddles that floated in the air, awaiting answers.

Robin immediately stepped forward to examine the riddles, but her expression soon turned troubled. "These symbols... I've never seen them before. They are older than any ancient script I know. They seem to be the predecessor of the Heavenly Script."

Silva also leaned closer to study them carefully and had to admit, "This