"Indeed, it's deep within the Blackwell Family."
Marshall Morgan's expression shifted.
The Blackwell Estate, with its layers upon layers, seemed to have countless halls and palaces.
The two of them wound around for half an hour before arriving at an old stone house.
In front of the stone house, the Family Head of the Blackwell Family, along with several elderly white-haired men, had already arrived.
"Haha, Yvonne, Young Hero Morgan, you've arrived. Beneath this stone house lies the ancestral inheritance. Once the gate opens, you may enter."
The Family Head of the Blackwell Family smiled.
Marshall Morgan and Yvonne Blackwell nodded.
"Begin!"
The Family Head of the Blackwell Family nodded to the elders.
The elders moved, positioning themselves around the stone house, and cast beams of light into the stone house.
The stone house began to tremble slightly, emitting beams of light.
The stone house was unexpectedly covered with inscriptions.
