It was a stone stele roughly ten feet tall, with three large characters clearly carved into it: Fated Mountain.
Yet less than thirty feet from the stele stood a White Jade Platform.
The platform was no more than five feet tall and over thirty feet wide. The grain of the jade was exquisitely fine and smooth, revealing that it had been carved from a single piece.
Atop the platform, which glowed with a lustrous white light, rested a jet-black stone.
At the sight of the honeycomb-like cavities riddling it inside and out, Yang Qing recognized it immediately. This stone was just like the sphere they had seen suspended in midair in the Skyfall Pit on Immortal Island.
This stone was a Heavenly Stone.
There was just one thing Yang Qing could not understand. If the stone before him truly was a Heavenly Stone, why had there been one in the Skyfall Pit as well?
Seeing Yang Qing stare silently at the stone, Bu Er and the others said nothing either. They simply stood behind him.
Only after a long while did Mu Feng speak. "Young Master, aren't you going to ask why there's no mountain here, only a stone?"
This was Fated Mountain, yet they had seen no mountain after entering. Why was that?
Still, all of them were exceptionally quick-witted. Moreover, before they came, Mu Feng had repeatedly stressed that they would only understand once they arrived, so neither Bu Er nor the others had spoken.
"Fated Mountain isn't actually a mountain. It's merely the name of a place. Perhaps, for some unknown reason, the Primordial Emperor took a sudden fancy back then and gave the place where this Heavenly Stone rested such a strange name."
Mu Feng calmly explained the whole story.
"The reason I didn't tell you