The sun climbed higher by the day.
The chill in the mountains and forests was gradually dispelled by the rising sun.
At this moment.
Jiang Ning stood amid the trees.
Dappled shadows fell across him, his hair hanging loose and disheveled.
A piece of white bone appeared in his hand, an unidentified white bone.
The bone was the size of a palm, with several faint cracks running across it.
Looking at the bone, Jiang Ning could not help recalling the treasures in the Water-Moon Sword Palace's treasury that he had scanned earlier with his Heavenly Eye.
The one that had drawn his attention most was the object now in his hand.
This piece of white bone.
When he had used the Heavenly Eye to pierce through space and inspect each treasure in that treasury one by one—
Because he had lingered over this white bone for an extra glance, his gaze had gone from the macroscopic into the microscopic, and his mind had instantly received certain information—information hidden deep within the bone.
But because the distance had been too great, he had been unable to probe deeply into the information it contained.
Now, the object had fallen into his hands.
Only then could he properly examine it.
At this moment.
The white bone lay in his hand, showing nothing unusual.
It looked like nothing more than an ordinary beast bone.
Though the patterns upon it appeared somewhat profound, he could not make heads or tails of them.
But Jiang Ning had not forgotten what he had seen before.
He knew that by using the Heavenly Eye, he could see things ordinary eyes could not.
It could not merely see through obstructions—it could also shift his vision from the macroscopic to the microscopic. Its effect was like a microscope from his