"No matter what, we have to try." Jiang Zhizhou gazed at the neatly staggered stone platforms before him, his eyes dark and solemn.
Only after a long while did he turn to Yang Qing. "Yang Qing, don't you think there's something strange about the Eastern Radiance Ancient Kingdom? That Emperor Zhetian was a strange man, too."
A sovereign had left so many ruins scattered across the continent after his death. More importantly, along their journey, they had not only found treasures but had also begun discovering peerless secret manuals.
More importantly still, rumors about Emperor Zhetian had never ceased over the centuries.
Even the accounts of what happened after his death were mere legends, chasing the wind and clutching at shadows.
No one had ever discovered where Emperor Zhetian's tomb actually lay.
Yang Qing gazed at the pitch-black cave wall. After a long while, he nodded slightly. "Indeed. Ever since we entered Spirit Mountain and stumbled into the ruins, that thought has been circling in my mind."
"You feel the same way?"
"Such is heaven's will," Yang Qing said. "Not a shred of it is ours to decide."
Perhaps some things had slipped beyond their control the moment they entered Spirit Mountain.
But how were they supposed to face all this now?
"Then let's brave this trial of life and death!"
As he spoke, Yang Qing glanced again at the bottomless cavern. "Great Hero Pei might be safe."
Perhaps he was trapped somewhere, just as they were.
"Let's hope so."
Yang Qing looked back at the iron chains behind them. "We saw it clearly earlier. That half of the Remnant Book said, 'The first is real, the second false.' If that is truly the case, there should be a mechanism beneath the platform we're standing on."
Before Yang Qing finished,