"This is... a sundial?"
Within the band of light, Chen Cuo flew forward close behind a ball of light. He watched the strange sundials along the way and the fragments of scenes they kept projecting, and understanding dawned on him.
"Those scenes I saw beyond the curtain were shadows projected from these sundials! If so, each sundial here should correspond to a point in the past!"
After watching for a while, he drew his gaze back and pondered.
"This place is too unfamiliar, too strange. It's utterly different from the outside world. Even when I extend my Divine Sense, I can't pick up a trace of anything. For now, it'll be hard to tell where the Lord of Self has gone..."
Meanwhile, the six-colored flood within Chen Cuo's Incarnation, representing the tides of the Dynasty, was slowly evaporating and draining away.
"So walking through this place and turning back the wheels of history comes at a price. This Era Tide, these Historical Shadows, and the will of billions behind them—that's the price!"
As he thought this, something stirred in Chen Cuo's heart. An object within Dream Marsh was trembling!
In response, ripples came from deep within the path of light, as though something there was trembling too.
"Hm? This pulse feels much like the resonance between Divine Abilities! But this place is so strange and mysterious, and I've never been here before. What could resonate with something in Dream Marsh?"
As he thought, he sent his awareness into Dream Marsh.
By now, all of Dream Marsh answered his will as readily as his own limbs. His awareness swept through it, followed the source of the trembling, and found it in an instant.
But when he saw the object clearly, he grew even more puzzled.
"A sundial?"
It was a sundial