Passing by the Nine Great Dao Origin Stone Steles, Bai Ziyue continued deeper into the great hall, using the jade token to pass through a layer of array mist, and suddenly everything before him became clear.
Almost immediately, his gaze fell upon a life-sized divine statue enshrined on a stone platform.
"Inheritance Divine Statue!"
Bai Ziyue's heart skipped a beat.
The statue seemed neither wooden nor metallic, wholly dark red, resembling a middle-aged Daoist. He wore a feathered crown, his eyes subtly gleaming with starlike brilliance, and a dharma robe that seemed to harbor endless mysteries.
He held one hand in a mysterious gesture, and the other as a sword finger, solitary not sharp, yet exuding a sense of transforming all things into a single point, encapsulating the vastness of Dao in one moment.
With just one look, Bai Ziyue could clearly sense the extraordinary nature within the statue.
