They escorted Su Nu into the mountain col. In the center of the col stood a weathered stele. The stone was mottled and looked perfectly ordinary, as if it had been here for countless years. Around the stele lay rough piled rocks; the place was desolate.0

Strangely, there were no graves nearby and the stele bore no inscription, only the marks of long weathering. It was a blank stele.0

They halted before the stone, then set up a concealed barrier above the col. After a brief hesitation they formed hand seals, and wave after wave of true essence surged into their palms.0

To their shock, their true essence carried traces of true devilish qi, and behind each of them a three-headed, six-armed devilish shadow had formed. Su Nu was intimately familiar with true devilish qi; her face registered aston...0