"The old rules—everyone, line up and proceed toward the Taicang Sacred Stone."
"Anyone who can get within ten zhang of the Sacred Stone and endure for the time it takes incense to burn may enter the Taicang Sacred Land!"
Cang Yue Martial Venerable waved his hand.
Behind him, several dozen martial artists immediately enacted a peculiar formation.
"Summon the Taicang Sacred Stone!"
"Boom—rumble."
A gigantic stone monument slowly began to rise from the high platform.
The stone monument exuded an ancient, mysterious aura.
Its surface was riddled with cracks.
Yet despite the web of fractures, the Sacred Stone showed no signs of breaking.
Instead, it emitted some sort of extraordinary energy.
Even someone like Cang Yue Martial Venerable, who had cultivated beneath the Taicang Sacred Stone on countless occasions, still felt awe each time he laid eyes upon it.
"Worthy of its name—the Taicang Sacred Stone."
