An arched stone gate, carved with intricate scenes, stood before Gu Mian.
It was nearly two stories tall, and wide enough for three cars to pass through side by side.
No one knew what material this arch was made of. Its whole body was milky white, shimmering with a holy radiance under the sunlight.
Fine human figures were carved on the stone arch, somewhat like murals in an ancient tomb.
Gu Mian lifted his head to look at the very top of the gate.
Theoretically, he shouldn't have been able to see the top clearly, because the gate was simply too high.
But right now Gu Mian felt as if this gate had some sort of connection with him, allowing him to see, at a glance, the carving at the very top of the stone arch.
Up there, two people were carved standing side by side.
Because the space was limited and there was too much to carve, the two figures were not very detailed. You could tell they were two people, but not who they were.
