Instinctive memories, clues?
Xu Bai rubbed his chin and continued to watch patiently.
Wen Si stood up from where she was and slowly walked to the side of the huge coffin. She pressed her hands on the edge of the coffin and pushed it with great effort.
The sound of friction came from the ground, making one's teeth ache. Soon, the coffin was pushed to the side by Wen Si. Under the coffin was a complicated pattern.
This pattern was circular and not large. It was perfectly blocked by the bronze coffin. If the bronze coffin was not moved away, one would not be able to see it at all.
Wen Si walked to the center of the circular pattern and slowly squatted down. She pressed her right hand on the circular pattern, and grayish-white threads interweaved between her palms and pierced into the ground.
When the grayish-white vision pierced into the ground, the circular pattern suddenly protruded and turned into a disc that appeared on the ground.
