Blood spilled from the corner of Li Qing's mouth as he rapidly retreated. The sheer shock of the stele's appearance had damaged his mind the very instant it manifested.
At a single glance, he recognized that this stele was a supreme treasure condensed from the materialization of divine magical laws cast by a Celestial Venerable.
The destructive power of such a magical treasure was secondary; its true purpose was suppression.
Chapter 1092