At the mountaintop stood the Heaven Stele.
When the Stele Demons within the Secret Realm had nearly been wiped out by the allied forces, the dullness on the Heaven Stele's surface rapidly faded away. Like a Divine Statue covered in dust for ten thousand years, it had finally been brushed clean, revealing its original appearance.
Fine golden patterns flowed across the stele's surface. Like living creatures, they slowly wandered over its body, emanating an ancient, eternal aura that made anyone who looked upon it instinctively feel small and reverent.
The top of the Heaven Stele disappeared into the clouds, as though it connected to another world.
The clouds surrounding the mountaintop slowly drifted around the stele, drawn by some invisible force into a slowly rotating golden vortex.
Even from hundreds of meters away, everyone standing below the summit could feel that overwhelming, weighty presence rushing toward them.
At that moment, dozens of golden specks flew out from within the Heaven Stele.
They formed a ring in midair and slowly revolved around the Heaven Stele, especially eye-catching beneath the sky.
Then, the light gradually faded, revealing what lay beneath the specks.
They were palm-sized golden tokens, each covered in the same flowing golden patterns as the Heaven Stele.
The tokens were as smooth as mirrors, yet they seemed capable of reflecting the souls of those who looked at them, making it impossible to look away after a single glance.
The most precious treasures in the Secret Realm. Bar none.
Those who possessed a Heaven Stele Token could stand atop the mountain, closest to the Heaven Stele, and bathe in the most intense Heavenly Stele Light.
That light was not the light cast across the entire mountaintop, the kind that needed to be shared with others. It was primordial golden light released