"What exactly does this topographic map mean?" I pondered as I continued to stare at the stele.

Chen Sanqian walked to the stele and gently stroked the bluestone stele a few times.

The next moment, I heard the ground tremble slightly, and then I felt a large crack open in the stone slab under my feet.

My eyes widened as I watched the gap in the slate widen......

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