Ye Feng stood on a gigantic rock.
The star beneath his feet was desolate and bleak, as ancient as the place suppressing Venerable Lu Xia.
At the north pole of this planet, a dark gold pyramid stood, with a base over ten thousand meters long and a height reaching eight thousand meters.
At the top of the pyramid.
There stood an imposing stone stele.
On it were four large characters: "Spirit of the Myriad Clans."
Ye Feng stood before the stone stele, gently stroking these words, feeling a bloodthirsty aura that seemed ready to devour his power.
"Something's strange!"
Ye Feng frowned.
He quickly withdrew his hand, carefully examining the stone stele, pushing his vision to its limits.
[Name: Myriad Spirit Stele]
[Grade: Thirty-third Layer Immortal Emperor]
