A crack split the stone tablet. Lin Su's gaze fell upon it. It was exceedingly strange. The crack was only two inches wide, yet oddly, he could not see through it to the other side. It seemed to exist, yet seemed not to exist at all. The stone tablet seemed broken, yet seemed unbroken...
"The stone tablet has cracked, and the valley opposite has split. So in theory, if the tablet closes, the valley opposite should close as well. But countless elders of our clan have exhausted their hearts and efforts without being able to make the tablet close. Young Master Lin, do you have a way?"
Let me take a look!
Lin Su lowered his gaze and saw several peculiar patterns on the stone tablet. His heart suddenly pounded.
The Eight Trigrams!
The Qian character!
This was a Qian Eight Trigrams Diagram. Of course, it was not actually a character, but several lines of varying lengths. No one in this world could recognize those uneven lines; they were like a heavenly scroll to them. Yet Lin Su recognized them at a glance. This was precisely the "Qian" hexagram from the Eight Trigrams Diagram.
What mystery did the Qian Hexagram hold?
Lin Su stretched out his hand and pressed it against the stone tablet. The Eight Trigrams Diagram appeared in his mind, and this Qian Hexagram seemed to move as well, echoing the diagram in his mind from afar. The Eight Trigrams Diagram in his mind suddenly trembled, flowing through his arm and onto the stone tablet...
At the edge of his Literary Altar, countless fine hairs also extended down his arm and covered the stone tablet. It seemed as if he had suddenly entered the interior of the Qian Hexagram tablet. Then, all at once, he was startled.
Inside