Eight coffins lay beneath this sphere of light, shrouded in a gloomy and tranquil atmosphere that rendered everything here exceptionally eerie.
Su Yang stood amidst the eight coffins, quietly observing his surroundings.
This was a spacious stone chamber, about the size of a basketball court.
The eight coffins were arranged according to the positions of the Bagua, within which Su Yang slowly walked, faintly sensing a force emanating from the coffins, a power that felt strangely familiar to him.
Su Yang knew he had definitely felt this force before, but for the life of him, he couldn't recall what it was. He closed his eyes and slowly walked around the coffins, gradually tuning into the force and trying to jog his memory.
Suddenly, Su Yang's eyes snapped open—he remembered where he had felt this force.
The protective power beneath Qinghe Academy!
When Su Yang first entered Qinghe Academy, he knew there must be something amiss, so he kept searching within the academy.
