As Li Huowang continued walking, darkness began to fall. The ground flattened, revealing a broken grave ahead. The graves were overgrown with grass, yet puzzlingly, three lit incense sticks stood in front of one.0

The white smoke didn’t dissipate, instead enveloping the grave like an illusion.0

He approached the grave and tried to read the inscription carved into the headstone, but he couldn’t recognize the characters of the words. He strangely felt he’d known this before, yet now he didn’t. As he looked at the inscription, the words shifted...0