He suddenly looked toward an Elder.
"I don't know, after leaving marks outside the city, he vanished without a trace."
An Elder spoke in shock.
Yang Tiandao's face was grim, his mind racing. In an instant, his entire body shot out from the place, sprinting wildly toward the forbidden area in the back mountain.
Beneath layers of fury, he acted without regard to any cost.
In one breath, he charged into the depths of the forbidden area, directly arriving before a long-sealed Bronze Ancient Coffin.
He knelt and bowed, speaking aloud, "Disciple Yang Tiandao pays respects to the Ancestral Spirit, willing to offer eighty years of life span to find the trace of a great enemy. May the Ancestral Spirit's soul be benevolent, and fulfill the disciple's wish!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
He kowtowed three times, falling prostrate on the ground, utterly still.
The entire cave was deathly silent, with not a sound to be heard.
