Before the Stone Hall lay an incomparably vast plaza.
The plaza was so immense that even with the eyesight of those present, they could not see its end at a single glance.
The ground of the plaza was paved with enormous dark cyan stones of unknown origin. Their surfaces were covered in mottled marks left by the erosion of time, yet they remained as smooth and level as a whetstone.
On either side of the plaza stood colossal sky-supporting pillars, each several thousand zhang tall. The stone pillars were a deep, ancient dark gray throughout, their bodies carved with countless intricate and profound patterns. An imposing and majestic aura rushed toward them, making anyone standing before them involuntarily feel insignificant.
The arriving figures carefully descended onto the plaza. The soft rustle of their footsteps against the stone surface quietly sounded through this space that had lain silent for ten thousand years.
This plaza was extraordinarily vast. As the group walked across it, they were like ants crossing a desert, unable to see the end.
The thousands-of-zhang-tall stone pillars on both sides stood like silent giants. Each time they passed between two pillars, they felt as though they had crossed through some ancient gateway.
However, everyone present was among the foremost figures of the Dou Qi Continent. Thus, although the atmosphere on the plaza was so oppressive that it nearly made them unable to breathe, no one made a commotion.
In a place resembling a divine miracle, everyone felt a measure of reverence in their hearts—reverence for a Dou Di, and for this ancient ruin that bore the Years of Sedimentation of ten thousand years.
"Hm?" As they walked, Yan Jin suddenly halted.
He then turned his head and looked toward the top of a stone pillar not far ahead.
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