The artisan who carved the relief had used an ingenious technique to freeze the process of a "Profound Python transforming into a dragon" on the back of a stone stele.
From snake to dragon, from crawling to holding its head high, from humble to exalted.
One stone stele, one legend.
The three brothers stared at the relief, their antennae utterly still.
They could not read the writing, nor did they know who "Su Changqing" was.
But they understood pictures.
The relationship between that figure seen from behind and the dragon was clear at a glance.
That dragon was neither a beast nor a mount.
He was that man's companion.
Or rather, he was part of that man himself.
Outside the Sky Screen.
Douluo Continent.
The Sky Screen presented the two lines on the front of the stone stele and the relief on its back in full detail.
Everyone saw those two lines clearly.
Everyone saw that relief.
"Great Desolation Lord, Su Changqing..."
This was not the first time that name had appeared.
Outside the Sky Screen.
Douluo Continent.
The Sky Screen presented the two lines on the front of the stone stele and the relief on its back in full detail.
Everyone saw those two lines clearly.
Everyone saw that relief.
"Great Desolation Lord, Su Changqing..."
That name had long been familiar to the people of Douluo Continent.
One could even say that, during the Sky Screen's broadcasts, Su Changqing's name had at one point drawn more attention on Douluo Continent than Martial Ancestor Lin Dong and Flame Emperor Xiao Yan.
The reason was simple.
His story was simply too outrageous.
In earlier footage on the Sky Screen, everyone on Douluo Continent had personally seen a wealth of information about Su Changqing.
An ordinary man from a Lower Plane.