"This is the Pool of Years!"
Lin Xiao's eyes narrowed, and he could not help crying out, "I once read about it in an ancient text. It said the Ancient Heavenly Court had ten Pools of Years, and Time's Tears were born from them!"
At the center of the Pool of Years floated three teardrop-shaped crystals.
They were larger than the one Lin Xiao had obtained before. Their light was more restrained and profound, the galaxies within them turned with a slower, grander rhythm, and the aura of Time Law they radiated was so pure it took his breath away.
Three Flowing Time's Tears, and they seemed to be of even higher quality.
A single one of these Flowing Time's Tears would be a hundred times as potent as the one Lin Xiao had obtained.
Yet those three Flowing Time's Tears were not the only things that caught Fang Chen's eye.
On the crystal ground at the near edge of the Pool of Years lay several objects.
A skeleton sat cross-legged there. Its bones were not white but gleamed like warm jade, translucent enough to reveal the faint golden light flowing within them.
The skeleton wore a pale-gold robe that had long since lost its luster, though its fabric was extraordinary. Embroidered on the chest was an ancient emblem: a Sundial that seemed to measure the passage of Flowing Time.
The skeleton's hands formed a strange seal upon its knees, its head slightly bowed. It seemed to be contemplating something in silence, or perhaps guarding it.
Three objects had been placed before the jade-like skeleton:
On the left was a palm-sized gray Compass, neither metal nor jade. Its surface was smooth and unmarked, with only a slight depression at its center. For now, it gave off no light.
In the