"What is that?"
Everyone shuddered. It was clearly only a vision, not figures who truly existed, yet everyone trembled involuntarily. When had stone cutting ever produced a sight like this?
Those truly seemed to be the silhouettes of emperors, standing side by side, looking down across the ages and facing all living beings. They radiated the domineering air of those who alone reigned supreme, making people almost fall to their knees.
There were no fluctuations of power, not the slightest pressure, yet they were so soul-shaking. An incomparable aura of supremacy filled everyone with awe.
What exactly lay hidden in the stone? Everyone was utterly shaken. This vision of "an immortal flying from stone" was completely unlike the legends, stunning every expert present.
The phantom Immortal Domain gradually faded in the light. The shadows of those Great Emperors disappeared with it, slowly merging into heaven and earth.
Crack!
Ye Fan continued cutting the stone, drawing everyone out of the illusion and back to reality. As the vision of an immortal flying from stone receded, the curtain fell on the spectacle.
Yet everyone still struggled to calm themselves, as though they had truly experienced a moment when emperors coexisted and felt a vast, boundless grandeur. For a long time, they could not speak.
As cracking sounds continued, more than half the weathered stone's outer shell was shaved away. The Stone King began struggling violently again, with fierce momentum.
The stone's strength was considerable indeed, far beyond that of an ordinary Saint. Had Jiang Zhu not held it firmly down, the Stone King would probably have flown away long ago.
At the same time, a primeval aura suddenly erupted, and an entire world came crashing toward him!
It was a vast world of magnificent grandeur. Towering mountains, boundless divine waterfalls, and ancient