Chapter 58: The Old Journal
"Huh!"
Jun Wu groaned and rubbed his head. His head was heavy, dizzy, and the faint sound of a bell tolling.
The only thing he remembered was falling into the endless darkness.
He had already prepared for the worst. The Labyrinth was no joke.
Struggling to get back on his feet, he focused on his surroundings. He was inside a small room that barely fit five people.
"You’re finally awake!" A cold voice came from behind.
Quickly, he turned and saw the Frostwind Academy’s cold beauty.
Staring back at him, Mei Ling gazed coldly at him without any change in her expression.
The two stared at each other for a moment before Jun Wu broke the silence.
"Do you know what happened?" he asked, trying to find out what happened to him.
She merely stared at him for a second before she averted her gaze.
Seeing this, Jun Wu clicked his tongue and ignored her.
Since they were both in the same boat, trying to learn what happened was not too much to ask.
With the cold beauty not talking, he could only depend on himself to find out what was going on.
His eyes scanned the tiny room but did not find anything that could give him any clue of where they were.
But one thing was sure, they were still inside the Labyrinth.
The rumbling sound that came behind the wall spoke volumes of the chaos that was happening.
This was enough to send a shiver down his spine. As long as they were inside the Labyrinth, they were not safe.
Suddenly, a small wooden door appeared at the other end of the room.
Looking at the door, both Jun Wu and Mei Ling creased their brows.
Each held their breath.
A thick suffocating tension hung in the air. Should they go in or not?
While they were contemplating whether to go in or not, the rumbling sound coming from behind the wall was increasing.
It was as if something heavy was moving, getting nearer to their location.
Jun Wu was not new to that sound. This was a sign their current location was about to change.
Thinking of this, he did not hesitate and walked toward the small wooden door.
Better to face what lay on the other side of the door than to be turned into a meat paste.
Looking at Jun Wu’s departing back, Mei Ling widened her eyes slightly.
She bit her lips and struggled to get up. Her waist had a deep injury. It was as if it had been ripped off by a powerful claw.
Although she had taken a healing pill, the injury was grievous for a healing pill to heal.
Gnashing her teeth, she followed and entered the wooden door.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Behind her, she heard various deafening sounds, and her heart skipped a beat.
She would have been killed if she had stayed for a few more seconds.
Taking a deep breath, she looked at the boy who had stopped moving.
’What happened to him?’ she thought and walked forward.
Standing a couple of meters ahead was a high altar covered in ancient runes.
Just staring at the altar gave a sense of oppression.
Jun Wu and Mei Ling wore solemn expressions. Their situation was already bad, and if the altar were to birth more evil—
They did not think they would survive.
However, after staying a couple of minutes without moving, nothing happened to them.
This gave them a vote of confidence.
Perhaps, this place was not cursed like the other rooms.
Jun Wu and Mei Ling exchanged subtle glances, and they walked toward the altar at the same time.
Both were prepared to escape at any slight sign of danger.
Arriving before the altar, they realized there was no danger.
Breathing a sigh of relief, their eyes focused on the ancient book lying on the altar.
The ancient book’s cover was made from an unknown material.
Curious, Jun Wu reached out his hand and picked up the ancient book.
Mei Ling did not utter a word, her eyes locked on the ancient book.
Perhaps, they could learn something from this book.
Slowly, Jun Wu opened the ancient book and found out it was a journal.
This even piqued them more.
I’m Lord Tian Yu...
The prophecy was true.
It was too late for us...
Ah! Why didn’t they listen to the prophecy?
What! Those bastards are trying to save their heads.
What can I do? I’m too weak to change anything.
Our doom is near.
I choose to follow us. We need to protect ourselves.
Today, there is a plan for every lord to try and summon the gods.
This is our last hope.
Ahhh. No. No...
I see death. Everyone is dead. My wives... children... gone.
This world is cursed.
Anyone reading this, I hope you wouldn’t make the same mistake as us.
Find the prophet...
Don’t trust anyone...
I’m tired...
Take the compass... find the light.
At the last page, Jun Wu saw a small compass and a map.
He took the compass and examined the map for a moment, but he shook his head.
Although the words were jumbled and incomplete, they could still understand the general meaning of its content.
What prophecy?
What happened to the world?
Jun Wu had a lot of questions but had no one to ask. He raised his head and looked at the ever-cold beauty.
Mei Ling also raised her head and stared at Jun Wu. Although Jun Wu did not know whether Lord Tian Yu’s words were true or not—
From the ancient soul memory, he knew it was close to the truth. Thus, he was considering whether to kill her or not.
This was a huge secret that must be kept from prying eyes.
"Are you thinking of attacking me?" Mei Ling asked, staring coldly at him.
"Yes..." Jun Wu nodded. "But I wouldn’t."
"Why?" she asked curiously. With her injury, she knew she was at her weakest, and if he was serious about killing—
She wouldn’t pose a problem.
"What do you mean why? Do you think I’m a fool? Just because of some old journal, I will not become a heartless killer."
"Until you give me reason to kill you, we’re in this together."
Mei Ling did not respond. She stared at him for a moment before she nodded slightly.
"Do you believe it?" she asked.
"I don’t know... We need to find more before we can come to a conclusion." Jun Wu shook his head as he began to search the room.
But he did not find anything.
"Look, the compass is working," Mei Ling pointed out.
Jun Wu looked at the compass and saw it was pointing in a direction.
Following the pointer’s direction, they saw an entrance appear.