"What is this place? It exudes such an ancient and profound aura; even the Ancient Forbidden Land might not have such a chilling atmosphere!"
Beside Zhou Yan, Yi Xueyao seemed extremely shocked. Ever since she saw that gigantic Broken Stele, she had been completely moved.
Previously, even when faced with the pressure of imminent death and the powerful evil demon coated in tree sap, Yi Xueyao never lost her composure. But now, all her defenses and vigilance were gone.
All that remained was a deep sense of awe towards the Broken Stele.
This awe is indescribable, but standing before the stele, everyone feels an overwhelming weight from the vast ages and ancient history, a deep sense of awe and a strong feeling of powerlessness against fate.
