"We have to pick up the pace," Ling Qianxue furrowed her brows and said.
"Be careful. It's also possible that we're not looking for the same thing," Ye Xuan reminded her.
Nodding, Ling Qianxue swiftly moved towards the front, and Ye Xuan quickly followed Ling Qianxue. The two of them meticulously made their way through the mountain range, taking quite a peculiar path. About half an hour later, the darkness ahead suddenly brightened considerably, revealing a valley within Ye Xuan's and Ling Qianxue's sight. In that valley, Ye Xuan could sense a tremendously majestic energy fluctuation.
"It's just ahead," Ling Qianxue stopped and looked up towards the front.
The two arrived in the valley, and what met their eyes was a massive humanoid statue—a statue of a human middle-aged man, made of some unknown material that, despite the passage of considerable time, was still uncorroded.
Below that statue, there were several figures in sight, confronting each other.
