A swirl of black dust lifted the eerie dense gauze, fluttering around the Heavenly Boundary Monument.
This stone tablet, regardless of how many years of wind erosion, rain, or scorching sun it endured, could never blur any of its ancient imprints and writings.
It stands firm on this land, guarding something, yet also seems to be reminding people of something.
Chu Mu stands beneath the Heavenly Boundary Monument, gazing up at its top.
He wonders why the Heavenly Boundary Monument exists; it represents a certain era, yet is more distant than the wheel of time. The carvings on it merely record a story of a millennium, but during even older times, the writings occasionally depict the feats of another creature, or perhaps in the next wheel of time, this monument will bear his own story?
Beneath this Heavenly Boundary Monument lies the suppression of an ancient dark wind hall, housing the strongest ancient Jiao person of the Fifth Era.
