"You may choose a Heavenly-Man Dao Stele to comprehend. Before the thirty-day limit expires, if you can draw forth the stele's source imprint, you will become a probationary disciple of the Three-Nine Dao Palace!"
A vast Dao voice rolled down from the heavens, neither male nor female, carrying boundless Dao resonance as it rang clearly in his ears.
"Heavenly-Man Dao Stele!"
Lu He paused.
For no reason, he recalled the stone stele he had once seen in the Enlightenment Pavilion of the Medicine Garden, engraved with the <Scarlet Horned-Dragon True-Origin Visualization Diagram>.
Could it have been an imitation of the Heavenly-Man Dao Stele?
Though it was only a guess, Lu He already felt it was probably right.
"Thirty days to comprehend a Dao stele and resonate with its source imprint... Is it on the mountain?"
Lu He could not help raising his eyes once more toward the blue-black divine peak that towered into the clouds, as well as the jade steps winding from its foot into the sky. His figure immediately turned into a hazy streak of mist-light and shot forward at top speed.
Around a quarter of an hour later.
He silently arrived at the foot of the mountain. Without hesitation, he lifted his foot and stepped onto the stairs.
Boom—
The instant he set foot on the jade steps.
Lu He's gaze suddenly froze. The scene before him changed abruptly—the divine peak that had just been clearly visible was now swathed in ink-black fog, boundless and endless, as though it had no end.
The white-jade stairs beneath his feet had also stretched countless times longer, seeming to extend straight into the chaos at the end of the heavens.
Tap, tap—
With every step forward, an additional measure of invisible, crushing pressure settled around him.
That pressure did not