Apart from the book that the monster returned, the two books it took were also ancient texts related to prophecy.
Yan Xiaoru watched from hiding, extremely carefully.
This monster was carefully choosing, not just randomly grabbing.
Why was it interested in the prophecies passed down through the generations by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion?
And where did it come from?
Yan Xiaoru's mind was filled with questions and thoughts.
But at that moment, there was no one to answer her.
She was quite knowledgeable herself, having read many of the ancient texts passed down by the Heavenly Machine Pavilion since her childhood and possessed knowledge far beyond that of ordinary people.
Yet, among the ancient books passed down through the generations of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion, there had never been a record of such a strange creature.
It had no aura, an ugly and sinister appearance, yet it gave a holy, spiritual feeling that made one want to worship.