Yu Xiangnan shifted his gaze from the skeleton, took down an oil lamp from the side, and brought it close to the wall covered with writing.
This is a piece of history that has been sealed away for a long time:
A thousand years ago, the Nanlan Kingdom was at its peak of power. Under the rule of King Yichen, the world was at peace, and the people lived in contentment. King Yichen had the world in his heart, was diligent in governing and loved his people, and lived a simple life, rarely indulging in extravagance.
Within the capital of the Southern Lan Kingdom, temples and palaces were constructed from massive white stones, their intricately crafted eaves and brackets dazzling in the sunlight. Whenever the sun was high in the sky, the entire capital seemed to be enveloped in its radiance.
Under King Yichen's tireless efforts and meticulous governance, the capital of Nanlan Kingdom became renowned and earned the reputation of "City of Light," becoming a prosperous holy land revered by all.
The City of Light?
This is the origin of the name of this instance, "City of Light"...
Yu Xiangnan was stunned.
She then wandered around and explored other parts of the ruins, discovering many carvings.
These inscriptions differ greatly from the original records on the walls, suggesting they were left by explorers who later entered the ruins.
By integrating these scattered pieces of information, a relatively complete story can be pieced together.
At some point, a rumor began to spread like wildfire: the tomb of King Yichen contained countless treasures, with gold and silver jewels piled up like a towering mountain, and taking just one piece would make one richer than a country.
The rumor spread like wildfire, rapidly engulfing the world and attracting countless greedy individuals. These treasure hunters, dreaming of overnight riches, stormed into the ruins with all sorts of digging tools. In their search for treasure, they wreaked havoc on the tombs.
They brutally chiseled through the walls, toppled stone pillars, and scraped the exquisite murals beyond recognition. The precious artifacts inside the hall were carelessly discarded and wantonly destroyed. In this irrational excavation and search operation, the entire mausoleum was left riddled with holes.
However, no matter how hard they searched, they never found even the slightest trace of the treasure.
It turns out that this so-called treasure legend was nothing but a baseless rumor.
......
It seems there's no treasure in these ruins. If Zhao Gang hadn't died, he'd probably be furious to death after learning the truth.
Yu Xiangnan was intently examining the ruins before her when suddenly, a dazzling light plummeted from the sky, catching her attention.
A multifaceted citrine fell straight down without warning, landing precisely in her outstretched palm.
Yu Xiangnan: "?"
A fleeting hint of surprise crossed Yu Xiangnan's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and began to carefully examine the mysterious crystal that had fallen from the sky.
This is... an item (★★★★★) [Heart of Light].
Before I could even look at the detailed description of the [Heart of Light], the Xisha Ruins suddenly began to collapse devastatingly.
"Boom!"
A deafening roar, like rolling thunder, echoed endlessly. Huge chunks of rock fell from the dome, kicking up clouds of dust that completely obstructed visibility.
The deafening crash made Su Yao and Professor Zhang's ears ache, and the flying dust almost choked them, but no one dared to stop. They had only one thought in their minds: escape!
In the critical moment, Bula's whole body shone with a dazzling light, and its wings suddenly spread open, its broad feathers fluttering violently in the gale.
Su Yao and Professor Zhang were already quite adept at it, and using both their hands and feet, they quickly climbed onto Bula's back.
Yu Xiangnan also quickly jumped up.
Three people, no more, no less, just right.
Bula steadily carried the three people on its back, flapped its wings, and created a strong gust of wind.
Relying on his memory of the way there, Yu Xiangnan loudly pointed out the direction to Bula: "Bula, turn left! Then go straight, watch out for that falling rock ahead!"
The sounds of wind and collapse mingled together, almost drowning out all other sounds.
Fedo followed behind Bula.
Finally, in the last few seconds before the Xisha ruins collapsed, they managed to escape and landed heavily on a sand dune not far away.
Looking at the smoke-filled, collapsing ruins behind them, Su Yao and Professor Zhang collapsed to the ground, panting heavily. The relief of surviving the ordeal surged into their hearts like a tide.
......
......
Ten days ago.
[Higher-level area: ???]
(Entry requirements: Player level ≥ 80, accumulated Conquest Points >)
A Gothic castle stands beneath a somber sky, its pointed towers piercing the leaden clouds like sharp black blades cleaving the oppressive heavens.
The flying buttresses protrude from the wall, like a huge stone skeleton, supporting the castle's heavy body and adding to its cold and majestic aura.
Inside the main hall, candlelight flickered in the thick darkness, casting ghostly shadows that danced around.
On the only seat sat a figure, his face obscured by darkness, only his silhouette vaguely visible in the dim light, exuding a chilling aura.
Suddenly, three people appeared in the hall without warning. They were tightly wrapped in black night clothes, with hoods on their heads connected to cold eagle masks, revealing only pairs of cold eyes.
The three men knelt on one knee, and one of them said in a deep voice, "Report!"
The voice was deep and resonant, echoing in the empty hall.
"explain."
Dongli Guangji's voice was icy, as if it were wrapped in frost.
"Luo Pin has been confirmed dead in the energy collapse zone, resulting in the loss of ten of our men. In addition, our target, Yu Xiangnan, appeared in the energy collapse zone for unknown reasons, and his current fate is unknown. He has most likely escaped." Ye Zhe's words were concise yet powerful, shattering the deathly silence in the hall.
Upon hearing the name "Yu Xiangnan," Dongli Guangji abruptly stood up. His wide black robe billowed violently with the movement, creating a gust of wind that caused the surrounding candlelight to flicker wildly, almost extinguishing it.
"Yu Xiangnan? Why is she there?!"
As he spoke, Dongli Guangji slammed his fist heavily on the armrest of the seat. The armrest, unable to withstand the weight, instantly cracked open with several jagged fissures.
"Useless! Such a good opportunity, and you actually let her escape? So many people, and you couldn't even catch Yu Xiangnan! She... will definitely be a major threat in the future!!"
The three members of Nightshade were like wilted eggplants, their heads hanging low, not daring to even breathe.
Higashiri Kōji paced back and forth rapidly in the main hall, exuding a chilling aura.
Just as tensions were about to rise, a figure suddenly appeared.
The newcomer was a woman with captivating peach blossom eyes. She wore a well-tailored cheongsam and gently waved a round fan in her hand. The fan handle was carved from pure white ivory, with a warm and smooth texture.
She said softly, "Why is my lord in such a hurry? Once she reaches level 80 and enters the advanced area, we can easily deal with her. Isn't that perfect?"
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