The Dantai clan, one by one, their carriages rolled out, bearing the Dantai family's treasured Longevity Stele, heading towards the Western Regions.

Twelve carriages, illusory and substantial, thirty-six stone steles indistinguishable between true and false, and within the first eleven carriages, each was guarded by a Dantai clan expert, deploying nearly half of their peak combat power to escort the Longevity Stele.

In the last carriage, Li Qingshan was in charge of guarding, his gaze fixed on the three stone steles before him, unable to discern their authenticity even after a long look.

"What's the use of this damned stele?"