In a bright corner of the Emperor Tomb Village Library.
Canjuan spread the Phantom Sound Clan's Platform-Building Notes across a stone table, pressing his fingertips against the sound-wave diagrams on the pages as he dug deeper into the clues.
From time to time, he picked up his pen and recorded in detail the primordial tones the Phantom Sound Clan had used to build their sacrificial platform.
Only after two days did Canjuan finally set down his pen.
He picked up his notebook and checked it repeatedly. Once he confirmed that every detail was correct, he let out a long breath, though barely contained excitement still surged in his eyes.
The next moment, he opened the Guild Chat Channel and typed a line: "Guys, I did it."
"Holy shit, you actually figured it out?" An exclamation instantly erupted in the channel.
"Tell us everything. What exactly is going on? The curiosity is killing me."
Watching his Guild friends bombard him with questions, Canjuan smiled and tapped the screen. "I've made some preliminary progress, but we're still a long way from actually unlocking the Sacrificial Altar-"
As messages urging him on flooded the channel, Canjuan simply skipped the background and went straight to the point. "The password to unlock the Sacrificial Altar is actually a poem, made up of eighteen different tones, or syllables. Each syllable corresponds to a particular fluctuation in the rules, and the source of those fluctuations is the Word Spirit Origin Primordial Monsters we've been hunting. It was through these Word Spirit Origin Primordials and Law Beasts that the Phantom Sound Clan found a rhythm approaching Canjuan's tones."
With that, he copied the contents of his notebook onto a Forum page, then started a video call.
His friends' avatars lit up one after another. All twenty-eight watched him