"There is something inside!" Zhao Sheng's eyes flickered, and suddenly, his heart filled with anticipation and surprise.
He abruptly strummed his fingers, sending over ten strands of Geng Metal Sword Energy crisscrossing through the air, instantly enveloping the stele.
For a moment, stone chips flew wildly, and dust rose around them.
As layer upon layer of green stone was shaved away, the glow beneath the stele became increasingly dazzling.
Zhao Sheng waved his sleeve, and the Geng Metal Sword Energy immediately disappeared.
By this time, most of the stele had been shaved away. In its central area, there was a yellow crystal plate about a foot square, embedded as if it had naturally formed there, and the whole stele seemed to be nothing more than a thick shell for this crystal plate.
Zhao Sheng stared at the exposed part of the crystal plate. Seeing Taiyi Spiritual Texts shimmering on its surface, he let out a light sigh.