Zhou Yuan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed while the two ancient Saint Runes, exuding mysterious energy, spiraled around him. Ripples of energy grew and continued to spread out.

It was utterly silent all around.    

The silence continued for a good while, and there were still no movements at all near him.

But Zhou Yuan still maintained a calm state of mind because he knew that since the old ancestor of Cangxuan had guided him here, he wouldn’t have hidden the third Saint Rune in a place where even Zhou Yuan couldn’t detect it. 

Half an hour of time quietly passed by. 

Zhou Yuan’s eyes suddenly snapped open. The two ancient Saint Runes that were circling around him seemed to be emitting an imperceptible low whistling...