"Tianming, Feng Lan, look over there, there's a huge wordless stone tablet ahead!"
"Xiyue, it seems you've missed something. Below that floating, wordless, immense tablet, there's a smaller stone with inscriptions!"
Lin Tianming listened to the conversation between Meng Xiyue and Feng Lan, then he turned to look at the smaller stone tablet under the huge wordless stele.
"Sword... Dao... Stele..."
As Lin Tianming read out the words inscribed on the small stone tablet beneath the Sword Dao Stele one by one, Meng Xiyue and Feng Lan also recognized that the immense wordless stone before them was the Sword Dao Stele.
Meng Xiyue earnestly sensed the aura of the Sword Dao Stele.
"So this is called the Sword Dao Stele? No wonder just standing in front of it, I feel a boundless expanse of Sword Dao engulfing me, making me feel utterly insignificant..."
