"Mm, the rear hall seemed to have some spiritual fields protected by restrictions as well, yet there was nothing inside. It seemed all the spirit herbs had withered into desolation! If there had been a few century-old spirit herbs, Island Master Kua would have been even happier, wouldn't he?" Xiao Hua chimed in.
"Hehe, in any case!" Kua Heng chuckled. "Though it is somewhat strange, Setting Sun Island is the foundation of my Kua Clan. This Kua cannot help but move here!"
"Then this Xiao naturally congratulates Island Master Kua." Xiao Hua smiled. "However, this Xiao is more concerned about that cultivation art!"
"Rest assured, Elder Xiao!" Kua Heng raised his brows and laughed. "The restriction where that cultivation art is kept remains intact. This old man has already sensed it. Once we reach the main hall, this old man will take Elder Xiao there!"
"Excellent!" Xiao Hua cupped his hands. "Many thanks, Island Master Kua!"
"No need for thanks. Elder Xiao was the one who secured all of Setting Sun Island for this Kua. This Kua should be the one thanking you!" Kua Heng grabbed Xiao Hua's robe and flew toward the main hall!
Standing before the entrance to the main hall, which towered far above him, Xiao Hua felt almost like an ant. It was not merely a matter of appearance, but an aura—a majesty emanating from the great hall itself!
As he looked at the three characters above the hall, resembling Golden Kun script—"Setting Sun Hall"—Xiao Hua fell into thought. These characters were precisely similar to those he had seen at the Zhong Family of Yun City!
"In ancient times, could it be that... besides Green Seal script, Golden Kun script, and Gold Rhythm script, there were other forms of writing?" Xiao Hua was somewhat puzzled. "Otherwise,