However, with Wen Qingye's current strength, he was not yet capable of cleaving open the Great Wilderness Ancient Stele. Only when his power was great enough could he perhaps accomplish it, or he would have to refine the stele to learn all of its secrets.
Suddenly, Wen Qingye's Heart Spirit focused, and his eyes shot open.
Several figures appeared ahead. They were men, women, and a few children, all with panicked expressions. Their clothes were tattered and stained with blood, putting them in a sorry state. It seemed as though some great disaster had befallen them.
When they saw Wen Qingye emerge from the woods—his clothes immaculate and his expression serene—their hearts jolted in alarm.
Without so much as a glance in their direction, Wen Qingye continued on his way.
"Young man! Young man!" a frantic voice called out from behind him.
