Su Rin carried the lamp and stepped forward.
In the past few days of seeking deities, he wandered around and accidentally discovered a relic filled with antiques. Among them was a stone tablet with a lot of information.
He looked up.
The stone tablet before him was engraved with dense small characters, carved by some predecessor from a hundred years ago:
[When the clock of destiny strikes its last bell, the myth descends, Penglai Fairy Island ascends to the celestial realm, the ideal nation is born, the good slay the evil, souls are completely liberated, shackles dissolve, the God's word spirit of the world fractures, and the history of humanity is endless. If redemption is not resolved one day, the day of the collapse of ten thousand paths will surely arrive.]
