His words cut off abruptly. Qin Tianqing was already down on one knee, scraping at the ground with his hand.
The reason it had taken him so long to find the stele was its peculiar location. It lay at the edge of a Ten-Thousand-Year Lamp, with only a palm-width section protruding from the ground, level with a seam in the lamp. The rest was buried underground.
"Don't dig recklessly! That's a sealing stele! It's closely connected to the Sealing Suppression here!"
Mao Yousan's voice was stern, heavy with warning!
Qin Tianqing's hand froze.
"Something's wrong..."
"Calamity among the Three Miao, the Black Miao utterly vicious..."
"There are Three Miao here?"
"Witchcraft Curse is indeed closely connected to the Miao. Mr. Luo said the Three Miao were on Three Perils Mountain..."
"But Three Perils Mountain has no Heaven Veil!"
"Could the Three Miao on Three Perils Mountain have come from here?"
"Did Primordial Calculation seal the remaining Three Miao here?"
"That doesn't make sense either... Mr. Luo couldn't have been lured here. Gu Shanhong carried a soul into reincarnation, and Yuan Tianshu schemed through Soul Summoning!"
"Something's still wrong..."
"Get Mr. Luo out of there! Witchcraft Curse deliberately dragged him in!"
"There's something sinister going on here!"
"I've always felt the two didn't add up. Three Perils Mountain is no weaker than any Heaven-and-Earth Veil, so why was it confined to Three Perils Mountain?"
"Some things are impossible to explain clearly, but we don't need to explain everything. Fate determines how events unfold. Unseen forces arrange everything."
"But Mr. Luo absolutely must not come into contact with the Black Miao!"
"Anything Primordial Calculation would seal with the Sealing Suppression at any cost, even abandoning Three Perils Mountain and refusing to speak of it, must be vicious beyond measure!"
Qin Tianqing's words