"Where is the Elder's body?"
"This gravestone is his body. The Elder turned into a gravestone after he died." The patrol captain backed away and stood at the cemetery entrance, waiting for Ke Meng to come out.
Ke Meng stared at the gravestone and reached out to touch it. Countless images from Synesthesia flashed before his eyes.
There was the scene of the Necronomicon being handed to Ke Meng, the Light Element Grand Elder turning into a gravestone upon his death, and the moment before his death when he wrote his final letter.
The letter was lengthy, filled with arrangements for after his death, as though he had known his time was up.
"Why couldn't he come back to life?" Ke Meng murmured.
For someone at the Grand Elder's level, death could no longer force him to submit.
Yet he had not sought a way to resurrect himself. Or perhaps he had known resurrection was impossible and quietly waited for death to come, turning into a gravestone.
The gravestone recorded the Grand Elder's life, and fragmented memories trickled into Ke Meng's mind.
Eventually, through Synesthesia, Ke Meng saw the moment when the Grand Elder first received the Necronomicon.
The person who gave the Grand Elder the Necronomicon was entirely hidden within a mass of nameless gray fog. His form could not be discerned.
Was this a god?
The word "god" sprang into Ke Meng's mind.
But the Grand Elder at the time could not look directly at a god. He had been far weaker then than he was in his final days.
Ke Meng amplified his spirituality. Dense spirituality flooded the entire cemetery like pitch-black seawater, immersing even the Light Tomb Foundation.
At that moment, his spirituality began to run wild.
Ke Meng's spirituality had not run wild for a