(First update)
Led by the Temple Knight ahead, Qian Renxue arrived at the secret chamber where Platinum Bishop Salas had previously stayed.
The place had clearly been cleaned up. The corpses on the floor had long since been dragged away, the ground had been scrubbed several times, and the air held none of the nauseating stench of blood and decay.
A glance around showed that the room was fully equipped. Fist-sized black stones were embedded in the surrounding walls, emitting faint, barely perceptible fluctuations into the air. A massive emblem had been carved into the floor, shaped like a token, with a longsword hanging vertically downward and pointing directly at the entrance.
Upon entering the secret chamber, Qian Renxue keenly noticed a mirror. Reflected within it was the scene inside the dungeon. The other side of the mirror was practically a replica of this chamber, with exactly the same layout.
Clearly, this mirror was an extraordinarily magical Soul Tool.
Qian Renxue stepped closer and took a look. Yang Ming was sitting cross-legged on the bed, looking utterly bored as he seized every second to cultivate. He absorbed every bit of Soul Power he could, not daring to slack off in the slightest.
Under normal circumstances, if someone were spying on Yang Ming, his Divine Sense, which had reached the Soul Ancestor level, would certainly have detected it. Yet because of this mirror Soul Tool, Yang Ming showed no reaction whatsoever.
"Could Salas's death have something to do with Yang Ming?"
Qian Renxue stood before the mirror for a long while, a thoughtful look filling her beautiful eyes.
"But how could that be possible? Three Temple Knights monitored him in the dungeon without interruption for twelve hours at a time. How could Yang Ming possibly have found an opportunity to act?"