Self-Contradictory

This ruin was not particularly large, spanning only hundreds of millions of li, with an average height of merely over a million li.

Yet its internal structure was exceedingly complex, like hundreds upon thousands of layers of spiderwebs, piled and interwoven atop one another.

Perhaps too much, far too much time had passed.

Thus, many of the furnishings and artifacts within the ruin had long since decayed and shattered, their original appearances utterly unrecognizable.

Yet from the numerous textual traces left upon its various buildings and scattered fragments, Li Hai immediately identified the ruin's builders—the Wuxian Federation.

"So this ruin was one of the bases those Wuxian people left behind in the underworld back then."

His body blurred like a phantom, and in an instant he passed through layer after layer of thick walls, arriving at the heart of this Wuxian ruin.

At the center of the ruin, which resembled a valley, lay many severely damaged World-Crossing Gates.

Amid this heap of ancient gate ruins stood a towering stone stele, most of which had now broken away.

Upon the surface of that broken stele was inscribed, in the script of ghostly beings, a passage Li Hai found exceedingly familiar—[Qian Heavenly Path, Kun Human Path, Zhen Asura Path, Xun Hell Path, Kan Hungry Ghost Path, Li Beast Path—the heavens evolve the Six Paths, all living beings breed calamities; the six elements cycle and link, heaven and earth are undivided, only the Heavenly Path remains; the Calamity Lord resides between them, deep within the underworld, the road to Tongtian—]

"The inscription on this stele uses the script of ghostly beings rather than Wuxian writing. Could it be—"

Looking up at the towering stone stele, Li Hai speculated, "that the Wuxian people moved it here from somewhere else?"

Curious, he began to carefully