Baiyi stretched out his azure hand, tinged with a touch of gold, and pushed the door.
Squeak~
The unique sound of the wooden door echoed, revealing a vast cemetery before Baiyi's eyes. The cemetery was especially tidy, as if someone had been regularly cleaning it.
On the small mounds stood wordless tombstones, each bearing a blurred Saint's Mark.
This mark was exceptionally special. Whether it was the mark on Baiyi's palm or the one engraved on the tombstone, Baiyi could not discern the structure of the mark.
[You have entered the Saint's Tomb, pausing for five seconds before a tombstone will grant you one of the following from the saint: knowledge, equipment, legacy, or treasure.]
After the panel prompt, the subtitles reappeared.
[Ah, newcomer, just pick one at random, you won't regret it. Saints... are always a self-congratulating bunch, perhaps no one cares about them anymore?]
