Standing in front of the High Tower, which was mostly concealed by the ashen mist and only a corner showing, Han Yi did not rashly approach but stood still.
He first carefully surveyed his surroundings and found that the thick mist obscured everything except the tower ahead; no other buildings were visible.
The dead silence around him rendered Han Yi's presence somewhat strange, but inertia, formed over endless years, meant that even though he was the first visitor after an immeasurable amount of time, it was hard to spark any change.
After scanning the area, he turned his attention to the Dao Stele standing right in front of him.
The stele remained dark black and hadn't undergone strange changes. If tossed by the roadside, it would seem like an abandoned stone, unlikely to draw the attention of cultivators.
But Han Yi knew the Dao Stele had changed because, at the very bottom line, the name he had inscribed was now followed by nearly ten characters.
