Sixth level of the Saint Fire Tower.
Lu Feng immersed himself in sensing the soul fire auras left upon the stele by countless experts. He forgot time, forgot where he was, as though several days had passed in an instant.
Yet in a daze, it also seemed as if only a moment had gone by.
Throughout the process, he had kept watch for the aura of that soul shadow from before, wondering whether it corresponded to any name upon the stele—wondering which historical expert it had been who, like him, had refined and absorbed Heaven and Earth Profound Qi, along with the extreme yin and extreme yang energies.
If he learned who it was, perhaps he could investigate traces of that expert's life in the future, finding a direction for his own cultivation.
Unfortunately.
Even after sensing more than ninety percent of the names on the stele, he still failed to find the soul shadow's aura.
This made Lu Feng turn his attention to the name at the very top of the stele, marked with over ten thousand soul fires.
Given the uniqueness of that soul shadow, perhaps the top spot on the stele had been left by it.
However.
The moment Lu Feng touched it, he was stunned to discover that the aura returned by his senses was completely different from that soul shadow's.
More than that, the impressions conveyed by those tens of thousands of soul fires surging forth all at once... were instead identical to those he had sensed along the way, carrying an inexplicable familiarity.
More precisely, it was as if the auras contained within those characters... could all be matched to the foundations he had previously sensed.
And there were only more of them, never fewer.
This bizarre scene made Lu Feng's scalp prickle.
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