Julius Reed looked up.
Gazing at the sky above.
The entire mountain range began shaking violently, as if an earthquake had started.
The walls of the cave continuously crumbled!
Revealing all sorts of strange and quirky characters inside.
These characters were extremely ancient!
Rather than calling them letters, they were more like a bunch of peculiar symbols.
As the shaking of the mountains increased in intensity, almost all of the symbols emerged!
In a cave over a hundred meters high and seventy meters wide, symbols roughly the size of one square meter were carved.
"Something's not right."
Julius Reed's expression was solemn, his eyes fixed intently on those characters!
Five thousand years ago, he had set up a great formation here to imprison these so-called immortals, or rather, the long-lived ones.
No outsiders should have ever come here.
Even as the man he had killed said, that Cristiano Grey and Devlin had been coming here for years.
