"You are the first guest to come here," Max said slowly.
As his voice fell, he took half a step to the side and waved his sleeve. The layer of pale mist clinging to the mountain wall dispersed like smoke swept away by a strong wind.
"Mr. Ethan, this is the sincerity of our Sky family."
His tone was solemn, carrying no trace of pretense.
Ethan stepped onto the white jade altar and lifted his gaze.
The mountain wall before him was vast and steep, its surface carved with an enormous relief. The images were ancient and desolate, carrying the weight of countless years. At a glance, Ethan's pupils contracted slightly.
The scenes were familiar.
They were identical to what he had seen within the Sage Token... the Ten Emperors surrounding a single figure, heaven and earth collapsing, divine power tearing the void apart.
"That scene…" Ethan said calmly.
