At the top of the monastery steps, the remaining monks stared at the stone stele, a few of them with wide eyes. The stone stele was mirrored, with the same information appearing on both sides, allowing them to see what the crowd was seeing on the other side from their position.
Expressions of surprise were rarely seen on the normally stoic monks, but a few of the most experienced of them had rare expressions of surprise as they stared at a particular name.
"Prior Hishen!" one of the other monks addressed the Prior, who nodded his head in acknowledgement of the unsaid words.
"Goddess of Death! It is no doubt an Empyrean Dao Name!" Prior Hishen mused, his surprise taking quite some time to fade away.
…
The Divine Wall stood firm throughout the ages, surviving even the calamity itself. No one other than the monks of the monastery knew what was on the other side of the Divine Wall, and none could enter without their approval.
