His True Colors Chapter 2686

 As the white smoke disperses, it reveals a life-like figure of stone, but with different movements.


        They were lying, standing or running.


        They were like yellers, patrollers, everything, the way they were when they first entered the cave.


        "How can this be?" Mo Yang was shocked, the "stone people" that were attacking them crazily before, the next second, they would completely turn into stone people in the white smoke.


        "Everything, it's back to the way it was before." Ning Yue was also a bit shocked.


        "The original appearance?" Han Qianqian frowned.


        "When we first came in, these stone people were like this!" Jiang Hu Bai Xiao Sheng said.


        That's what this Wearing Mountain Armor fellow said, that it was all rocks in here?!


        "I see." Wang Simin suddenly frowned, "Perhaps, when we went towards that place, we unintentionally awakened them, but killing that vertical-eyed stone man would also reseal them."


        "That should be so."


        "I also agree."


        Seeing several people nodding their heads, Han Qianqian didn't quite understand, "What are you talking about?"


        "I'm going to take the treasure for you." Wang Simin said.


        "Get the treasure?" Han Qianqian frowned slightly.


        "There it is." Saying this, Wang Simin pointed to the end of the deep cave.


        Following her point, Han Qianqian then suddenly noticed that at the end of the grotto, there was a very hidden stone house.


        "What's that?"


        "I don't know, it was specially instructed by my grandfather before he parted ways during the Wang family's tragedy." Wang Simin glanced at everyone else around her, clearly wary.


        Then, she pressed herself to Han Qianqian's ear and whispered, "Grandpa said that what's here has a great deal to do with the dragon plate he gave you."


        Han Qianqian immediately frowned, something to do with that dragon plate with the Pan Gu mark?!


        "In fact, for many years, grandfather has been studying it, and although he couldn't figure out its mysteries, he didn't come up empty-handed."


        How could Han Qianqian have imagined that, or perhaps, even Old Mr Wang himself had not thought of it, early the morning after he had given the Dragon Plate to Han Qianqian.


        The people he had sent out to follow up on the scattered information he had found in the Dragon Plate had not been heard from for decades, so much so that he had long since given up on the idea of the Dragon Plate when they suddenly returned.


        Ever since he received the information, Mr. Wang stayed in his house and concentrated on his research until the time of the Wang family incident, when Mr. Wang finally pieced together a complete message through the fragmented information, little by little.


        Only, by then, it was too late to tell Han Qianqian, and in the moment of crisis, he could only dictate everything to his granddaughter.


        "Is this the place?" Han Qianqian asked faintly.


        Wang Simin nodded heavily and told Han Qianqian along with what her grandfather had told her about the greenish-white colour on her arm.


        "You're such a silly girl." Han Qianqian gave Wang Simin a slight glare.


        If this matter concerned the Dragon Plate, it was naturally by no means simple, and how dangerous it was to rush in here with people in a rash manner.


        If he hadn't happened to pass by here and arrived in time, the consequences would have been unthinkable.


        Wang Simin lowered her head slightly and nudged her mouth.


        Han Qianqian raised his head slightly and looked towards the stone house in the distance, caught up in his thoughts for a moment.


        There was a clan of silkworms!


        The Dragon Plate!


        What was the connection between the two? If it weren't for Lu Yuan being here, Han Qianqian would really want to take out the Dragon Plate and then prod the thing to take it out and analyse it properly.


        "Go down." As soon as Han Qianqian's words fell, the energy in his hands loosened and he brought everyone down slowly to the ground.


        With doubts, Han Qianqian quickly arrived in front of the formation of golden-armored soldiers.


        On top of the carriage, the vertical-eyed stone man was still up there, pointing far away, except that, on his neck, a faint crack had clearly appeared.


        "Earlier, whenever we walked less than fifty metres from the stone house, we would hear a strange sound, after which we would inexplicably return to the same place." Ning Yue said.


        Han Qianqian frowned slightly, "So strange?"


        "I'm a little interested." As soon as the words left his mouth, without waiting for Ning Yue and the others to dissuade him, Han Qianqian had already walked straight over.


        Everyone held their breath and stared deadly at Han Qianqian who was walking forward step by step...