In the secret chamber, the atmosphere was becoming more and more agitated. Coupled with the stench of blood in the blood pool, it made people feel even more agitated and depressed. It was very difficult for them to calm down.
Lin Bai, Bai Xi, and the thin man were sweating profusely. They were in a state of anxiety as they searched every corner of the secret chamber. They did not even let go of the pebbles scattered in the corners.
"I've checked all these bottles and jars. I've also checked these books carefully. There's nothing suspicious about them, let alone any traps!"
The thin man's forehead was covered in sweat, and his eyes were filled with anxiety. He was like an ant standing on a hot pot. He could only look left and right anxiously.
The bottles, jars, and books in front of him were all opened, and the things inside were poured out. The thin man had even checked whether there were any hidden layers in these old books.