The ground crunched underfoot, the broken stones and ruins having endured countless years, long since eroded and forgotten in the memories of others, now vanished into dust and smoke.
Gazing at the vast expanse of ruins, Mu Qianyue's eyes were filled with surprise as she sighed softly. The endless ruins suggested that this place was once prosperous, yet it perished and disappeared for reasons unknown...
"Huh? What is this rune carved on the stone pillar?" Nalan Jing stared in shock at a round white stone pillar amidst the ruins, towering dozens of feet high, seemingly reaching for the sky.
Mu Qianyue stepped forward, the cold wind fluttering her dress that brushed against the round stone pillar, which instantaneously disintegrated into powder, scattering into the air.
It turned out that although the white stone pillar appeared intact, it had long been eroded by the wind.
"Uh..." Mu Qianyue's expression was slightly awkward.
