On this mountain peak, the fissure had formed a passageway that wasn't very deep. Xiao Ye flew along the tunnel for a while before reaching the bottom.
Looking around, the entire inside of the mountain had been hollowed out, forming a natural cave, very spacious. Inside the cave, there were stone tables and chairs covered in thick dust, as if someone had lived there before. It was a natural meditation spot.
At this moment, Xiao Ye's gaze fell on a figure at the cave entrance.
It was a stone man covered in moss, about the height of a person, looking almost identical to the one that attacked him earlier.
The only difference was that this stone man was filled with the aura of time, with many missing parts and pits, as if corroded by the years, losing all its might, standing silently at the cave entrance, recounting the glory and majesty of the past.
