Standing in front of the broken monolith, Chen Changsheng was not actually thinking about it, nor was he attempting to recall some story from long ago. Rather, he was thinking about his own problems.
What he understood was that not all monolith viewers would be able to come before this broken monolith.
In that case, he really wanted to know just what exactly having the ability to see this broken monolith signified.
It was just as some people in the capital had already realized, and also what the Divine Empress had said to Mo Yu on the Dew Platform. Viewing the entire front mausoleum in the span of one day truly did have few problems. He had comprehended the monolith inscriptions, but had made no attempt to extract any further messages. Thus, he naturally was not enlightened by any sort of true meaning outside of what was written on the monolith inscriptions.
He had very easily read through the Heavenly Tome Monoliths, but it seemed that he had obtained no benefits.
