The sun climbed higher by the day.
The chill in the mountain forest was gradually driven away by the ever-rising Great Sun.
At this moment.
Jiang Ning stood among the trees.
Mottled tree shadows fell across him, his hair disheveled.
A piece of white bone appeared in his hand, an unknown white bone.
The white bone was the size of a palm, with several faint cracks on it.
Looking at this piece of white bone, Jiang Ning could not help but think of the treasures in the Water Moon Sword Palace Treasury that he had swept over with the Heavenly Eye before.
Among them, the thing that had drawn his attention the most was precisely the object now in his hand.
This piece of white bone.
Back then, when he had used the Heavenly Eye to pierce through the void and sweep over the treasures in that treasury one by one.
Because he had looked at this piece of white bone for an extra moment, his gaze had shifted from the macro into the micro, and his mind had instantly received some information, information hidden deep within the white bone.
But because the distance had been too great, he had not been able to peer deeply into the information contained within.
Now this object had fallen into his hands.
Only now could he properly observe it.
At this moment.
The white bone lay in his hand, with nothing special about it.
It looked merely like an ordinary beast bone.
Although the patterns on it seemed somewhat profound and mysterious, he could not make out any real clues.
But Jiang Ning had not forgotten what he had seen before.
He knew that by using the Heavenly Eye, he could see things that ordinary eyes could not.
It did not only have