Chapter 1592 - 1468: Stele
Ye Qingfeng sat at the entrance of the Thousand Extremes Sect, sitting for three days. During these days, many disciples of the Thousand Extremes Sect came to stop and watch.
However, Kong Ningshuang had been staying in her room and had not come to see Ye Qingfeng.
Finally, on the dawn of the third day, Ye Qingfeng’s eyes suddenly opened, and the low-grade Spirit Stones in his hand had been completely used up.
He moved his body slightly, and Ye Qingfeng immediately felt a surge of power, much more advanced than before.
Just the concentration of Spiritual Power had already reached the standard of a true Mid-level War Emperor.
"Wan Potian, I don’t know what your actual cultivation level is. The Gu Qingxian who saved Ge Min that day was already at the Middle-level Peak War Emperor, and according to Ge Min’s words, Wan Potian is at least a Peak War Emperor!"
"But with my current cultivation, escaping shouldn’t be a problem."
Ye Qingfeng murmured, finding it hard to comprehend why Wan Potian’s strength far surpassed Ge Min and the others, while Yun Bumie was merely a Fake War Emperor, yet Wan Potian’s power was terrifying.
Ye Qingfeng stood up, and next to him was the grand stele of the Thousand Extremes Sect.
The enormous stele was slanted into the ground as if connected to a mountain range, but it was just ordinary stone material, eroded over time by rainwater, losing its luster and appearing somewhat worn.
Yet it also exuded an ancient and simple aura.
Ye Qingfeng placed one hand on it.
"Hmm?"
Ye Qingfeng frowned slightly, and suddenly, his Spiritual Power activated, and a surge of Spiritual Power burst out from his hand, producing a booming sound.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The large stone slabs began to fall due to Ye Qingfeng’s shock, but with his Spiritual Power protecting him, he didn’t need to dodge.
The loud noise finally alerted the disciples of the Thousand Extremes Sect, and someone rushed out, only to see the sect’s stele shattered, with stone fragments flying.
They were about to rush forward, but upon seeing Ye Qingfeng beneath the stone fragments, everyone stopped in their tracks.
Yuan Jindian also appeared.
"What is he doing?" Yuan Qingning asked in a daze.
Beside her, Kuang Xuan was also shaking his head in bewilderment.
At this moment, a misty dust rose, obscuring everyone’s view, with only a glimpse of Ye Qingfeng’s back and the remnants of the stele visible.
The original stele, which was over ten meters tall, was now broken by Ye Qingfeng, leaving only a remnant of about five meters.
As white robes fluttered, Kong Ningshuang gracefully appeared.
She tapped her foot lightly, floating beside Ye Qingfeng like a fairy.
"This is..."
Kong Ningshuang was stunned as she landed beside Ye Qingfeng.
Before her wasn’t the remnants of the former Thousand Extremes Sect stele but a brand new stele with no characters. Compared to the previous stele, it was smaller, like a smaller cage inside a larger cage.
This wordless stele was covered by the stele of the Thousand Extremes Sect.
Now, Ye Qingfeng had broken this larger cage.
"Is this what you were looking for? No wonder we could never find it; it was hidden here," Kong Ningshuang said in surprise.
She reached out to lightly touch the stele, wanting to understand what kind of treasure could make Ye Qingfeng so excited.
But Ye Qingfeng shook his head slightly. His Divine Sense existed, and even if the stone material outside concealed it, it couldn’t escape his Divine Sense.
This stele was very peculiar!
By this time, the dust had dissipated, and all the disciples saw the stele and gathered around, curious.
"What is this thing? It seems to have no special features, just like an ordinary stele," Kong Ningshuang couldn’t help but say.
This was also the doubt in the disciples’ hearts. Although a small stele was hidden within the large one, this seemed peculiar, but ultimately it looked like an ordinary object.
Ye Qingfeng’s eyes shifted slightly, observing the stele. Though ancient and worn, it was extremely smooth and bore no signs of wear, exuding a primeval aura.
Other than that, there was nothing special about it. Even with Ye Qingfeng’s strength, he couldn’t see anything extraordinary about the stele.
"This is what I want," Ye Qingfeng said, his certainty unshakable.
The mysterious feeling in his heart or the connection from the Space Ring was indeed this stele.
Ye Qingfeng reached out, gently touching the stele, wanting to feel it with his own senses.
At that moment, a brilliant light suddenly flared from Ye Qingfeng’s hand, and a white light appeared, immediately followed by a black light, and the two mingled swiftly.
In an instant, the intertwining of Yin and Yang enveloped Ye Qingfeng and Kong Ningshuang, blinding everyone on the square, making it hard to open their eyes.
Black and white, the dazzling light was incomparably mysterious, as if transforming into a chaotic mist, swirling around, engulfing the two of them.
Kong Ningshuang, her white robe dancing, stood in a dazzle, feeling as if she was in a desert surrounded by grey mist, a path under her feet stretching out into the horizon.
What, what is this?
Kong Ningshuang’s heart trembled; this scene was too mystical, seemingly beyond Martial Arts, unlike anything she had ever seen, transcending her understanding of a Martial Artist.
Suddenly, a golden light shone before Kong Ningshuang, and in a blur, a massive stele fell from the sky, covered with dense, profound characters.
The characters were filled with a mystical, ancient aura. Each character was as large as a door panel, yet indecipherable to the eye.
These characters were undoubtedly Supreme Treasures, and Kong Ningshuang’s lively eyes widened, but she was still unable to discern them, feeling helpless.
At this time, several massive steles fell from the void, colossal like mountains, pressing down on the world.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
The immense noise shook Kong Ningshuang’s heart, and she saw across the sky and earth, five steles spanned across, crushing the entire mountains and rivers, making it hard to breathe.
"What is this? Is it an illusion? How can there be such a terrifying existence in the world?"
Kong Ningshuang was turbulent in heart; this scene overturned her worldview. She trod the path forward, wanting to approach a stele and closely examine it.
"Boom!"
At this moment, everything in heaven and earth vanished. Kong Ningshuang’s heart trembled; with another blink, she had returned to the Thousand Extremes Sect.
All the disciples of the Thousand Extremes Sect were staring at her in shock, and looking again, the stele before her had disappeared.
"Where’s the stele?"
Kong Ningshuang couldn’t help but call out; the stele was too magical and unimaginable that such a peculiar object could exist in the world.
"I don’t know!"
Ye Qingfeng shook his head.