The Jade Scroll was too tough to crack for now, so Han Feng didn't waste any more time on it.
A meal is eaten one bite at a time, and a path is walked one step at a time.
Once he obtained a Spiritual Secret Technique and condensed a true Divine Sense, this so-called restriction would be as fragile as a sheet of paper.
He casually tucked the pale green Jade Scroll inside his shirt, securing it against his body.
His gaze returned to the crooked stone table before him.
In the secret chamber of an old Cultivator like this, the most important items were either hidden in the deepest recess or left in the most obvious spot.
Other than the Jade Scroll, the table was covered in a layer of dust thick enough to bury a mouse.
'Is that really it?'
Han Feng narrowed his eyes, and deep within his pupils, a hint of deep blue light flickered.
'Spiritual Vision, on.'
The entire stone chamber was instantly reconfigured in his sight.
