In a room atop the tallest building in Heavenly Dragon City, what appeared before Mr. Long's eyes was a vivid image—and in it were Ye Chenfeng and the others.
"Young Master Zhao, I really didn't misjudge you!"
Mr. Long smiled as he spoke, cold gleams shooting from his eyes.
Turned out he had been monitoring Ye Chenfeng and the others all along.
...
"I get it! The seemingly chaotic arrangement of the Sacrificial Statues should correspond to nine positions in the ancient city. As long as we find those nine locations, we can open the entrance. But…"
Fu Huangtian had just opened his mouth to say where the nine locations were when Ye Chenfeng's voice rang out: "I've already found them."
He had committed Wang Mingkun's map to memory. Wang Mingkun's team truly deserved to be called a top-tier archaeological team—they had marked every suspicious spot they noticed.
Combining those marks with the layout of the Sacrificial Statues, Ye Chenfeng easily picked out the nine locations.
