Crack! Crack! Crack!
Amid a rapid series of cracks, more and more Rifts spread across the ice crystal. The sound made Zhang Fang's heart pound, while Zhang Jingbei clicked his tongue in wonder at the sight.
Crash!
Suddenly, fragments fell away and the ice crystal shattered. A streak of Golden Light burst out, and Chen Cuo snatched it in his hand!
Hum!
As his hand closed, the light pulsed, swelling and shrinking, while invisible ripples spread outward.
Everyone in the room felt their minds and spirits reel!
"Good heavens, what is that?" Zhang Jingbei stared in astonishment and alarm. His vision blurred, and he dimly saw a temple!
Within Chen Cuo, the Sixty-Four Gilt Characters trembled and shifted, answering the Golden Light outside. A fine line appeared on his forehead, and the illusory scene of a Peach Paradise village faintly emerged before his eyes!
Above his head, an illusory flower flickered in and out of sight.
Inside the Human Thought Golden Book, countless human thoughts began to seethe. The thought of "Absoluteness" he had refined in the Secret Realm of the Human World from "They knew not of the Han Dynasty, let alone Wei-Jin" rose and changed most fiercely of all.
Then another wisp of human thought stirred—the one he had gathered from conversations he had overheard along the mountain path. It churned within the Golden Book and faintly took the shape of a character, though it remained too blurred to make out.
The annotations to the Nine Songs trembled against his chest, and an ethereal, illusory song lingered in everyone's ears!
Then the Golden Light in Chen Cuo's hand slipped beyond his control. It entered through his eyes and reached his heart, where it joined the sixty-four characters and outlined a vague figure, devoid of thought or intent.
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