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Looking at the contents of the text, Yang Qizhou felt his blood pressure surge.
The secrets recorded on that wall did reveal quite a bit of information about the unutterable entity that was antagonized by the 'Blasphemous Wizards' in the later stages of the Third Epoch, yet the most crucial part—His esteemed name—was veiled by the Gray-White Fog.
It was akin to a tofu pudding stand not having sugar.
Utter heresy.
"'Lamp Holder,' the wall in the game seems to have revealed something incredible," a voice suddenly echoed. The 'Hidden Adept' was gazing at the lamp holder before her with a peculiar look, as his mouth twitched slightly but his composure remained intact.
This time, there were no divine powers, no gruesome wars of the gods; with their game characters situated together, the text refreshed on the 'Hidden Adept's' side was nearly identical to Yang Qizhou's. She had similarly received the revelation of fate and naturally knew of the information etched on the wall.