Later, Shi Hao learned that the drop of blood did not actually belong to Ji Hao. The Thunder Emperor had obtained it only through a stroke of chance. It was a drop of mysterious ancient blood that ran through the River of Time, enduring since time immemorial.
"Ancient blood from the Emperor's Fall Era!"
Drawing on Shi Hao's personal experience during the great battle in the Border Wasteland and the few words Ji Hao had let slip, the Master of the Forbidden Zone reached this conclusion.
Yet he could not forget the strange look in Ji Hao's eyes when he questioned him. It had left him feeling that something was very wrong.
Boom!
Shi Hao's body moved of its own accord. He stepped forward into the ten-foot-wide stone chamber.
In an instant, his body blurred. He trembled violently within it, swaying incessantly as though unable to stand steady.
The chanting of the Transmuting Self Freedom Technique grew ever more thunderous, making Shi Hao's ears ring as its scriptures became indelibly etched in his heart.
But the chanting did not cease. It continued to reverberate, resonating with the stone chamber. Even the Master of the Forbidden Zone and the others heard a kind of heavenly sound, leaving them deeply astonished.
Whoosh!
Before long, strange phenomena arose within the stone chamber. Everything remained hazy, illuminated by the light of chaos and shrouded in dense immortal mist. Traces appeared on the stone walls.
They were carvings of the most ancient and crude kind, too indistinct to make out clearly, left behind by people of antiquity!
"An endless panorama of time, beginning in the Emperor's Fall Era, belonging to an unknown and distant age-traces of it have actually appeared." The Master of the Forbidden Zone took the form of a white-robed man, his expression