Piao Changji was drenched in cold sweat, turning back every few steps in the corridor, afraid that Yu Longting had not followed.
If he delayed any longer, only a dead end would await him.
At the end of the corridor, Piao Changji twisted two candlesticks simultaneously, opening a hidden secret door.
The secret chamber inside was clearly filled with malicious traps to protect the items within.
But he was now teetering on the brink of life and death.
His wily schemes had vanished into thin air, and he had vomited blood several times along the way, without stopping his steps.
"Here!! The scriptures are here, take them, quickly take me out." It was only after walking a long stretch filled with traps that he reached the room where Piao Changji stored various scriptures.
The room was brimming with all kinds of Magic Artifacts and solemn Buddha statues, followed by scriptures recorded in various different forms.
