"Since we're already here, we might as well give it a try!"

As he spoke, Shen Yunhao stepped forward and pressed the stone disc into the hole in the wall.

"Zzz..."

The disc was perfectly embedded in the wall, and suddenly many patterns of light appeared in the room, eventually converging on the lotus platform in the center.

Something's not right!

Just then, Mo Yan seemed to realize something and alertly pulled Shen Yunhao back:

However, it was too late. The next moment, the book burst out with dazzling white light and turned into a stream of light that instantly shot into Shen Yunhao's brow!

Shen Yunhao felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and fainted on the spot.

He felt like he was having a dream, with countless images flashing by like a slideshow...

In my dream, an old man in a blue robe appeared, holding a long sword made of ice crystals. His face looked exactly like the remnant soul of Han Xiaozi.

In the dream, there was also a little girl dressed in an ice-blue dress who often followed the old man, calling him "Daddy"...

Later, it seemed they encountered some enemies and were forced into a frozen, snowy world. The little girl cried out urgently, "Father, let me out! Shuang'er will help you fight the enemy!"

The old man remained silent, then unleashed a devastating attack on the sinister-looking man in red robes.

The red-robed man's body was shattered, but his demonic whispers resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"Han Xiaozi! You can't kill me! I will get it eventually! Hahaha..."

The last scene is in an ancient castle, where it looks like a deathbed entrustment.

"Shuang'er...protect it...never listen to...anyone!"

The image faded, coalescing into a pitch-black ancient coffin, flowing through a thousand years...