"You managed to open it three times, so you are indeed worthy. Good luck." After speaking these ambiguous words, the man suddenly vanished.
The wooden box returned to its original position once more. Lin Hao stepped forward, about to try again, when something terrifying happened.
Without any warning, a tremor rose from the depths of Lin Hao's soul. He had the distinct feeling that a single move would result in his annihilation.
An energy, powerful and boundless, filled the stone chamber. In its presence, Lin Hao felt as insignificant as a speck of dust.
An Emperor's might!
Though Lin Hao had never seen a living Great Emperor, he had a gut feeling this was it—an Emperor's might. A sliver of power that had persisted for ten thousand years.
Terrified, Lin Hao hastily retreated from the stone chamber.
'Could that have been a manifestation of Emperor Hongtian?!'
