Seeing Fang Xingjian's brows furrow slightly, Zhao Yinglan added, "For the past 300 years, countless outstanding figures from our Sacred Sect have wanted to decipher the profoundness within it. It's a pity that even though all methods have been tried, it is still impossible to comprehend the profoundness."
During the time Zhao Yinglan spoke, Fang Xingjian had already attempted to decipher the profoundness. He skipped words, looked at the start of sentences, put different terms together, and tried many other patterns to attempt deciphering the profoundness, but all of his attempts failed.
His eyes narrowed slightly. 'Interesting. Was this written in a special encrypted language?'
Fang Xingjian raised his head, looked at Zhao Yinglan, and asked, "Have you guys tried looking for an encrypted language, code, or something similar that the Demon Sovereign might have left behind?"
