"Moonlight Flowers have an inside and an outside?"
Lin Zhong muttered under his breath at Yang Qing's words, but his gaze ultimately returned to the Moonlight Flowers in the corner.
Sure enough, just as his and Du Yongquan's gazes settled on the Moonlight Flowers, they saw the radiance covering their branches flicker several times.
"The light from these flowers really does flicker?"
Hearing Lin Zhong's words, Yang Qing motioned for him to keep watching. "Look again. Which way is that light flashing?"
This time, not just Lin Zhong but even Du Yongquan stared fixedly at the light on the flowers.
Sure enough, they soon discovered that the light kept flashing toward one corner of the wall.
Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou had already walked over and were searching around that corner.
At last, they found something unusual.
It was a small hollow almost flush with the ground.
It looked no different from an ordinary hole in the dirt, but the light from the Moonlight Flowers kept flashing around it.
Nowhere else showed such a coincidence.
Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou reached out and pressed their hands into the hole.
They felt as though something were tugging at their fingers, pulling them steadily downward.
Both their expressions shifted slightly, and they immediately sprang up, hovering above the hole.
Only after leaping up did they discover that the hole beneath them, originally no larger than a fist, had suddenly split open.
As the hole split, the Moonlight Flowers began toppling every which way. Some were even uprooted outright and fell to the ground.
Once the Moonlight Flowers fell, the rubble of the Ancestral Shrine, already reduced to ruins, swept aside as though brushed away by an invisible hand, revealing a stone gate.
Yang Qing looked at the pitch-black opening beyond the stone