According to Han Muye's estimation, perhaps only two hours had passed.
But that was enough.
If all the statues in this grand mansion were fully activated, even a sage-level figure could be left behind.
"Buzz!"
As He Yangsun in front gently kowtowed, a faint tremor echoed in the hall.
All the statues seemed to show signs of activation.
Especially the seated figure at the head, with a golden light shining through its eyes, falling upon He Yangsun.
The hall trembled.
However, the tremor gradually subsided after the golden light passed over He Yangsun and a few others behind him.
He Yangsun raised his head, a look of confusion on his face.
He turned to look at Han Muye behind him.
"Master Han, an ancestral message has been transmitted. To open the ancestral treasury, more junior experts of the He family are needed here."
More powerful juniors?
It seemed that He Yangsun's strength had been recognized.
