Shen Luo swung his ax again, and the stone door collapsed with a loud thud, revealing a stone chamber that was over a dozen feet in size.
He kept his attention on any possible danger in the surroundings, stepping inside and quickly assessing the situation. The interior was similar to a study, with two bookshelves and a desk on which numerous books were piled.
The quality of the paper these books were made from was excellent; despite many years passing by, they had not decayed.
It seemed as though nobody had entered this stone chamber for decades; both the bookshelves and the desk were covered with a layer of dust.
Shen Luo casually picked up one of the books from the desk, shaking off the dust to take a look. His face quickly showed disappointment.
