Everything in the area was changing, with the stele being the only thing that was unchanging. Standing before the stele, Xiang Shaoyun remained unaffected. He had a feeling that the stele was the only thing that could resist the power working all around him. The key to solving this situation could probably be found on the stele as well.

Without any hesitation, he flew toward the stele. The stele was massive—several kilometers high and several meters wide. On its mottled surface were ancient markings. There was no order to the markings, and they did not look like any characters or symbols. Rather, they looked like some irregular totems or imprints left behind by a super...