The crimson glow of sunset slowly dimmed and bled from the sky as seven or eight egrets spread their wings and drifted down onto an old tree.
Between the two mountains floated a great mass of Auspicious Clouds, its edges gilded in gold. A gigantic stone tablet stood atop the clouds. Fat Tiger sat dozing before it, while Bai Yujun stood on the tablet's peak, using Gaze into the Past as she continuously made minute adjustments to the clouds and the tablet, striving to restore their original positions.
The secret realm had been separated from the present by countless millions of years, and it was obvious that its arrangements had been made in haste.
Once the fragments had been gathered and reassembled into the stone tablet, it was equivalent to finding an anchor point in the upper reaches of the River of Time. At last, she could make use of her talent to Gaze into the Past.
Even so, she still could not peer into everything.
Using the stone tablet as an anchor only allowed her to trace back a single stretch of images. Within those recovered scenes, the ancient beings were blurry and indistinct.
Bai Yujun was in no hurry. She only needed to pass through the secret realm's gate and find more clues to complete the image.
The more clues she found, the clearer the recovered scenes became. It felt rather like opening a blind box, and she was curious about what lay inside. Bai Yujun did not care whether it contained Divine Weapons or spirit pills and miraculous medicines. She had eaten the sun itself—would she care about a few stones and medicinal herbs? She only hoped to encounter something interesting, such as the past memories of those beings obtained through trade. Different sights always filled a