Ji Xuan's long-coveted great opportunity was ultimately snatched by Jun Xiaoyao.
If there was nothing valuable inside the box, it would have been a waste of Ji Xuan's painstaking efforts.
Jun Xiaoyao opened the box.
At first glance, what met his eyes was a scroll with an ancient, dark golden appearance, seemingly made of gold foil.
"What is this?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured with slight confusion.
He opened the dark golden scroll.
Instantly, countless ancient characters floated before Jun Xiaoyao's eyes.
Each ancient character emitted endless divine radiance, like stars in the sky in motion.
If an ordinary person were to glance at them, they would be blinded instantly.
But Jun Xiaoyao was different; possessing the Desolate Ancient Sacred Body, his eyes shone with golden light, swiftly scanning over them.
With just one glance, Jun Xiaoyao's face registered surprise.
