Chapter 449
In front of Qinchuan stood a gray-brown stele, its surface smooth and exuding an ancient simplicity with no inscriptions, yet it carried an everlasting sense of antiquity.
Behind the stele lay a boundless sea of clouds. Qinchuan's eyes burst with blazing light, attempting to pierce through the sea of clouds, but all that met his gaze was chaos, reminiscent of the world at dawn, untainted by karma, and not stirred by mortal desires.
Continuous blood flowed from the base of the stele, spreading in all directions and staining the entire mountain red.
"No wonder, the crimson water in the Demon Pool at the foot of the mountain... The pool must be connected to this place!"
"Could it be that something terrifying is suppressed under this Demon Peak!?"