Chu Liezhao turned his head to look at Leng Tieya, then extended his palm.
Leng Tieya also extended his palm.
The two palms met, suddenly emitting a slight glow.
From the gaps between the palms shot out seven-colored light, radiant and colorful.
A moment later, the palms separated.
Chu Liezhao drew a Light Gate, stepped inside, and the next moment returned to the underground Scripture Hall.
Inside the Scripture Hall, rows of bookshelves were neatly and solemnly arranged.
Luminous Pearls illuminated the hall, making it as bright as daytime.
At the center of the hall was a ten-meter wide space, covered with a white carpet, with three golden meditation mats placed.
There were two old men seated cross-legged.
They opened their eyes, their gaze sharp, glanced towards Chu Liezhao's direction, then closed them again.
Chu Liezhao paid no attention, continuing to browse the Martial Arts Notes he hadn't finished earlier.
