C839 Heavenly stele world

In the region around the Daming Lake, a figure stood atop the peak of a tall mountain.

Lin Yifan.

He had been standing there for a long time, his gaze fixed on the sky, as if he could see the bronze mirror and the crimson flags.

A very long time passed. Huaiyang Lizi walked over, he looked at the sky and said: I wonder where that fellow Di Si has gone to