The bus passed through the mist and rainbow above the waterfall, traversed through patches of jungle, and finally landed smoothly in the square.
In the center of the square,
a ninety-nine meters tall monolith stood erect, with the words "Qingfeng University" inscribed in powerful and vast Spiritual Script. An invisible charm in the writing made one's breath catch.
In his divine soul, a blur flickered, and through the haze, he saw a man with the aura of the stars, spitting fresh blood, standing in front of the monolith, struggling to pen these very characters.
A sense of woeful wistfulness of a hero's twilight years surged in his heart.
"These characters were written by the seventh-generation ruler of the Xianmen Sect, 'Wu,' in his declining years,"
explained Jin Lingfeng.
