Su Ping sat before the small stele, studying the object in front of him. He had been doing this for over an hour.
Given the current situation, walking out of the gray fog was likely impossible. Even though Qian Yi seemed capable of devouring the gray fog, it needed time to digest after every meal. As for how long that took, he didn't know yet; he only knew that Qian Yi currently had no interest or appetite for the fog.
Moreover, Su Ping noticed that after Qian Yi devoured it, the gray fog would rapidly replenish itself. If he wanted to rely solely on eating to carve out a path, it would be a pity—Su Ping reckoned he wouldn't be able to walk out of this gray fog world in his lifetime. Therefore, the stele in front of him was obviously the only key. But what did it mean?
