The stone door hummed as if a certain mechanism had been opened. Then, the door swung open. Zhao Feng immediately stepped in and found himself in a stone room. On the wall, there were weird pictures carved onto it. Some were moving while some places were blurred. Under the combined power of the three martial masters, the picture seemed to come alive.
Flowing Wind Stance! Tornado Stance! Partial Wind Stance! Burning Wind Stance…
Every picture had a different stance to it, but due to age of it, the pictures weren’t very clear. Zhao Feng felt that even with the power of three martial masters, it wasn’t enough to fully activate the pictures.
“The series of pictures combine to form a complete Holy martial art, but the wall is kind of blurry and there isn’t enough power to fully activate it.” Zhao Feng’s left eye quickly scanned over the pictures.
“Zhao Feng, we can only sustain this for thirty more breaths. If you can gain anything from it, it’s all up to you.” Elder Zhao’s voice sounded from outside.
Thirty breaths!
Zhao Feng’s heart clenched.
Shua!
Immediately, he pushed his left eye to the maximum and went into enhanced-vision mode.
Under his left eye, the pictures on the stone wall became clearer.
“Copy!” Zhao Feng spat out a word and one of the pictures was absorbed into the dimension in his left eye.