The blood stele stood thirteen lengths high, draped in a shroud of bloody mist and murky gloom so that its carvings were entirely obscured. Standing before it felt like standing beneath a waterfall of blood, as an oppressive, towering killing intent locked onto everyone present, filling them with an inexplicable terror.
Sure enough, at the base of the stone tablet lay an infinitely complex magic array. Intricate and profound, it resembled a tangled ball of yarn with no discernible beginning or end, yet every single thread held a distinct meaning.
"Wake up!" Lixiang shouted suddenly. His voice carried a powerful soul resonance, instantly snapping the others out of their deep trances.
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