'Could this Li Dazhi really be the so-called son of the great calamity?'
The Tianli elder sat in the stone seat, frowning as he looked at the Eight Trigrams Training Plate before him.
This Eight Trigrams Plate had a diameter of three zhang, with sixty-four hexagrams engraved around its perimeter, and miniaturized mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas within. If one examined it carefully, it was like a tiny version of the world itself.
This object, known as the 'Training Plate,' was forged by the Human Emperor Fuxi Shi for the purpose of military training for the Human Race.
Li Dazhi had been thrown into this place and was now wandering around a mountain peak.
The Tianli elder grunted.
This fellow is supposed to be a Great Fortune holder, right? Let him show just how much Great Fortune he has!