HSSB230: A discovery that causes Yan Zhaoge’s heart to beat wildly

The scenes in Yan Zhaoge’s current field of vision did not truly exist, instead being from the ‘memories’ of the pillar of the divine palace.

Therefore, when he saw an indistinct figure appear in his field of vision, Yan Zhaoge could not help but take notice.

This meant that somehow had discovered the stone pillar.

This person strolled over slowly in the midst of the Black Nightmare Storm, as though just walking along leisurely.

Seeing this, Yan Zhaoge knit his brows slightly, because distinguishing carefully, he discovered that this person had arrived precisely when the Black Nightmare Storms of the Great Western Desert were at their most ferocious.

Walking along so relaxedly and leisurely, this person’s unfathomable strength caused a feeling of apprehension in others.

Especially when observing carefully, Yan Zhaoge discovered that he couldn’t clearly see the person’s appearance.

The other party seemed to have been enveloped by a clear layer of light, such that only the body’s contours were visible. It was a young woman, but her exact appearance and garb was a complete mystery.

This woman now came before Yan Zhaoge, or should it be said, before the stone pillar.

She gently reached out and stroked the stone pillar’s exterior, sighing lightly as words seemed to resound within Yan Zhaoge’s very heart, “Vast oceans to boundless fields, objects everlasting yet people faceless…”

Yan Zhaoge’s pupils dilated abruptly, because listening to this person’s words, he actually didn’t feel like he was viewing a re-enactment of that time, but like this person was actually in the same era as him, right beside him as she spoke softly by his ear!

Hearing the person’s words, carefully considering the meaning within, Yan Zhaoge’s heart beat wildly.

Vast ocean to boundless fields, objects everlasting yet people faceless…

Stabilising his mind, Yan Zhaoge continued viewing the illusory scene.

That girl traced the patterns on the surface of the stone pillar, seemingly talking to herself, “Is the path that we will be walking the right one? When we die, will we be able to look our anc