Ye Chen stared at the stone tablet that had risen from the ground.
The stone tablet seemed to possess a magical power that drew Ye Chen's eyes to it, despite the fact that he could not recognize the words and patterns on it.
He could feel the black stone in his pocket trying to break free and fly out.
The tombstones in the Samsara Graveyard also started to shake.
He was almost certain that this stone tablet was closely related to the Samsara Graveyard.
The old woman naturally noticed Ye Chen's puzzled expression. She stood up and said with interest, "It looks like you recognize this stone tablet too."
"Right, I haven't introduced myself. You're not from the Holy Herb Valley, so you don't have to call me sect master. Just call me Senior Ruo."
Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged.
Before confirming the other party's identity, he naturally would not try to get close to her.
