Huang Xiao believed he was certainly the first person to enter this place, yet there were no rare treasures or martial arts manuals here. That could only mean this senior had left nothing good behind.
Never mind anything good; he had not even left anything ordinary behind.
The pots and bowls left here had broken because they were far too old.
Was he supposed to carry away these stone tables and stools?
At that thought, something stirred in Huang Xiao's mind. He hurriedly rose and looked the stone table and stools up and down.
He had not paid much attention to them earlier. Now that he thought about it, if there was still a formation here, the stone table and stools might be a key.
In a place like this, the more ordinary something was, the more important it might be.
He could not overlook anything lightly.
There must be something. There must, Huang Xiao told himself.
Now that he was trapped here, besides wanting to find a fortuitous opportunity, he also wanted to find a way to break the formation outside.
It would be a good thing if he could get out sooner.
The Thousand-Year Period was approaching. If he remained trapped here and missed it, everything would be over.
Even if he could get out in the future, who knew how much longer he would have to stay here?
During his time here, he could receive no guidance from anyone.
Outside, even if the Patriarch had too much to do to spare him any attention, Senior Shi Hen would still be there to guide him.
Pang Ji was surely guiding Pang Yi now. If Huang Xiao fell behind in this respect, his hope of catching up to and surpassing Pang Yi would probably become nothing more than a