His power, along the edges of the Stone Gate, following the patterns, spread slowly along a specific route.
It spread all the way to the columns on both sides of the gate, then from the columns, to the middle, completely wrapping around the outer layer before starting to spread towards the center.
When it touched the two relief sculptures of the Huang Pi Zi standing on the gate, the two reliefs moved slightly, disrupting Wen Yan's power.
Wen Yan grunted, and the things visualized in his mind disappeared along with it.
He stood still, rubbing his head, which felt as if someone had hit it with a punch, a little dazed, but not significantly affected.
After checking again, he could feel that originally, only a starting point had been opened on his head, just a brief surface route. But now, on the power route on the back of his neck, it was as if branches, levels one, two, and three, had grown from the main trunk, covering the entire back of his neck.
