His gaze once again turned to the Golden Benba Bottle floating in the air, and a bold thought vaguely formed in his mind.
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The dark secret chamber exuded an oppressive deathly silence.
Row after row of CCTV screens displayed static snow, with erratic white dots flickering incessantly.
Then, as if disturbed by a powerful magnetic field, they emitted several low "crackling" sounds, and finally all went out completely.
Only a faint, elusive smell of burnt remains lingered in the room.
Lu Tao and two monitoring personnel stood silently in the darkness.
A chilling aura seemed to spread like a tide, making them feel as if they were plunged into an ice cellar, their bodies involuntarily shivering.
In front of the three, Lu Shihua sat cross-legged, eyes closed in meditation, resembling a lifeless clay statue.
Yet, his entire being emanated an unfathomable aura, as if he was wholly communicating with some supernatural force.
Suddenly, Lu Shihua's eyes opened.
