Whoosh whoosh!
Ding Ling's lightweight skill was outstanding.
His expertise in Mechanical Skill, Stargazing Skill, and Mo Family skills were all at full level, and he quickly discerned something in the back garden of Lingjiu Palace.
Seeing a few disciples guarding, he casually pointed.
One Yang Finger!
He hit their Sleeping Acupoint.
Once they collapsed to the ground.
Ding Ling walked straight ahead, fumbled for a bit, and activated a switch. With a crunching sound, an artificial mountain shifted aside, revealing a cave.
Ding Ling floated in like the wind.
Upon focusing his eyes.
He saw the cave walls indeed covered with countless circles approximately a foot in diameter, each circle containing patterns, either human figures, animal shapes; fragmented texts, or some symbols and lines...
Taking a rough glance.
There were at least eight or nine hundred circles.
Ding Ling clicked his tongue inwardly.
