“No way. How is this even possible? We’ve been researching the inscriptions for thousands of entrapochs but haven’t the slightest clue of what they mean. He just arrived but is already about to completely decipher the inscriptions in the first secret room?” Yrian muttered to himself and questioned whether he was hallucinating the entire thing.

Yrian quickly rubbed his eyes, but the sight before him became faster. James quickly absorbed the inscriptions, and it even caused a gush of wind to form.

“How?” Yrian stood in shock, and his wine gourd fell to the ground.

“Is this the Terrastride Phantom?!! With this speed, it’d be a miracle if one could even touch him.”

Just after he finished speaking, he discovered that James had disappeared. He exclaimed, “Did he go invisible?”

The next moment, Yrian felt a light rap on the shoulder. He immediately turned around but found nothing.

Slightly frightened by the situation, Yrian asked tentatively, “Ha…are you invisible now, Chosen One?”