Old Volume

Eighteen years later, Lin Mo was just a clerk at the bottom of the archives room, with a monthly salary of 28 yuan. Until he saw the ink-obliterated words floating out one by one among a pile of moldy forbidden arts fragments. Of the three thousand forbidden techniques, four hundred were deliberately deleted. Every stigmatized evil work hides a piece of the puzzle that leads to the imperial realm. The imperial court banned them not because they were evil works - but because they didn't want people to figure out the complete path. His power is called "truth tracing" - seeing through all hidden truths. The price is that every time it is used, a piece of the foundation of the Nine Realms will be eaten away, which is irreversible. Every word in the pile of old papers is waiting for someone. Someone spent five hundred years just to let them rot there forever.