That look made Shen Yi feel a little uncomfortable, but it also gave him a clearer understanding of Alvin's true status and situation beyond the world.
It seemed this so-called Orderer probably wasn't someone who could get by on every level.
Before long, the group made their way through streets formed from the Roots of the World and arrived at the core hinterland of the stronghold.
The view ahead suddenly opened up.
On an incomparably vast stretch of open ground that seemed to have been leveled by some invisible force stood a gray stone stele so magnificent it defied description.
It was far too tall, stretching upward as though directly connected to the sky formed by tangled roots, its peak impossible to see at a glance.
The body of the stele was not smooth. Instead, it was covered in densely packed marks of different sizes and wildly varying styles.
Those marks were not simple words or patterns. Every single one contained a unique flavor of rules, radiating terrifying auras that were scorching, icy, heavy, or ethereal.
Countless kinds of rule power intertwined and resonated here, yet strangely maintained an overall balance, causing the space around the stone stele to take on a stagnant, solemn atmosphere.
Beneath the stone stele, a number of figures were already standing or sitting cross-legged, some far away and some close by. Some seemed to be quietly comprehending the inscriptions, while others appeared to be carrying out some sort of ritual.
Alvin stopped. His enormous body connected to the Follicle System turned toward Shen Yi, transmitting a solemn and formal message.
"Shen Yi, this is the first thing every newly risen Authority Holder in the Beyond the World must do, so long as they still want to operate in the Boundary Zone."
"The Stele of Authority