Pi Yanlin’s consciousness drifted in the darkness for a moment. When he opened his eyes again, the first thing he smelled was the biting, cold scent of stone dust.
He was lying on a floor of jade that shimmered with a pale, cold light. The surface beneath his elbows felt like suet jade soaked in ice water, the chill so deep it made his bones ache.
"So this is the Origin of Law?" He squinted, his gaze falling upon a sprawling forest of black stone stelae in the distance.
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