Chapter 552: The Hope of Leaving

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Shen Feng did not speak for a long time, his mouth constantly drawing in sharp breaths of cold air.

It seemed the Prophecy Stele was not the only one.

The Prophecy Stele before him must have been created by the same person who made the one from thousands of years ago.

This Prophecy Stele must have been left behind thousands of years ago, or perhaps even in a more distant era.

Could someone back then have foreseen that Shen Feng, the Undead Monster Scorpion, and the Void Mysterious Turtle would come here? How immensely powerful must one's divine skills be to achieve this?