The Ancient Voice

Yi Yun walked over to the stone platform. On it, he saw many carved words. The carvings varied in depth and looked as though they had merely been jotted down casually, yet the strokes contained an indescribable artistic conception. Despite the passage of such an immense span of time, that artistic conception had not faded at all, drawing Yi Yun into it before he even realized it.

What exactly is written here?

Yi Yun could be considered well versed in all kinds of writing, including the ancient scripts of the Ruins Return and the Twelve Emperor Heavens. Yet no matter how hard he tried to decipher them, he could not make out what they said. These words were far too unusual.

"Hmm? These are..."

Yi Yun saw that on one side of the stone chamber was another study. Inside it stood a bookshelf.

No one knew what material the bookshelf was made of. Even after enduring such an immense span of time, it had not decayed. There were only a few gray stone tablets on it, along with an extremely eye-catching black jade slip.

This jade slip was much larger than ordinary jade slips. It looked extremely thick and heavy, while its jade was crystalline and flawless, its quality beyond compare. Over the years he had practiced martial arts, Yi Yun had seen countless fine jades, but any other jade paled beside this black jade slip. They were simply not on the same level.

As Yi Yun approached the black jade slip, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong. After probing it carefully, Yi Yun froze. He could sense an incomparably dense force of chaos radiating from the black jade slip.

Hmm!? This isn't a jade slip, but... a Chaos Stone!!

The black Chaos Stone looked like jade because it