In the air, the black cracks grew more and more in number. The trembling of the Eastern Tomb also became more intense, as though it was about to collapse at any moment.
Qin Wentian inclined his head and glanced up, feeling anxiousness in his heart. The holy will within the stone tablets contained a supreme and terrifying energy. He wanted to comprehend them properly but time doesn't permit him to do so. If the Eastern Tomb collapsed, even wanting to see a single stone tablet in the future would be an impossible task, let alone comprehending the holy will from all these tablets.