Jun Wu Xie went into the room and at the moment the room's door was shut, the initially pitch dark room was suddenly lit up by several balls of flames.
At the four corners of the room, the was an oil lamp hanging down. The firelight flickered, and it was not known how it was lit as the firelight gradually illuminated everything within the room.
The room in its entirety was not that large and upon three faces of the walls, rows of wooden shelves were erected. The top of every single shelf was filled with a thick layer of dust, and sat there empty and void.
Jun Wu Xie's gaze then fell to the floor. Upon the wooden floor, was a messy scatter of crystal balls that were about the size of a palm. It could be due to the fact that nobody had come here before but it could be seen that the crystal balls were shrouded with dust as well.
