That blood, it was his own.

The bloodstains seeped into the stone. Suddenly, a burst of golden light shone, and images began to emerge on the stone.

Qingyuan, in complete disarray, stared intently at the images. His previously dejected eyes now glittered with the progression of the scenes.

The heavens were impartial! They granted him such immense opportunity even in such dire straits.

That scene was a brand new path, offering him ...