"This kind of place..."
Looking at the square stone platform before him, Bai Zhi raised an eyebrow slightly.
After the wooden boat carried him here, the pressure around him had become immense, as if several hundred pounds were pressing down on him. Even something as simple as slightly raising his head took considerable effort.
If his overall attributes had not already far surpassed those of an ordinary person, a common person would have collapsed here within a second.
"...A monument of inheritance? Or something else entirely?"
After staring at the enormous Black Stone Tablet in the center of the platform for a while, Bai Zhi stood up from the boat and stepped onto the stone platform.
The ground was slick, covered in fleshy carpet-like growths. Stepping on them produced a disgustingly greasy sensation.
As Bai Zhi set foot on it, tiny tentacle-like branches automatically latched onto his shoes and slowly climbed upward, trying to crawl onto his body.
These things were easy enough to deal with. Bai Zhi merely shook a few times, dislodging all of them, then mercilessly crushed them beneath his foot.
With no intention of tangling with such things any further, Bai Zhi glanced back at the wooden boat, which had quietly begun to turn back, then walked straight toward the stone tablet in the center without giving it further thought.
Unlike the stone carvings, Stone Pillars, and ground on the platform that had been covered and corrupted, this stone tablet and the small area around it were the only places untouched by any contamination.
As if sensing that someone had arrived, crude images quietly began to emerge on the previously blank surface of the Black Stone Tablet.
Since the images were far too abstract, Bai Zhi spent a great deal of effort before he could barely