The scroll carried a vast, righteous aura, as though it had sealed time itself and countless figures within, imparting a sense of solemn steadiness.
The Immortal in Painting has remained so stable—could it be because this Myriad Scrolls Diagram sits firmly at its center...?
After a glance, this thought surfaced in Nie Yun's mind.
For this Immortal in Painting to remain so stable for all these years, its creator's strength alone was not enough. It also needed a sufficiently powerful source of power to stabilize the space!
This Myriad Scrolls Diagram might well be that very thing!
Books recorded weighty history, blending the passage of time into their pages. Though this object was not a treasure and possessed no offensive power, it contained the profound weight of history. Even with Nie Yun's strength, he could not lift it. It was perfectly suited for suppressing a sealed space like this.
Just as he was about to reach out and open the book, its cover suddenly radiated golden light and flipped open on its own.
The pages rustled. Beneath the shining light, the space before him twisted, and Nie Yun felt a wave of dizziness. When he came to himself, he found that he was standing before a waterfall.
"Where is this?" he wondered.
Hadn't he just been looking at the Myriad Scrolls Diagram? How had he arrived here in the blink of an eye?
Though puzzled, he was not alarmed. He looked around, then slowly walked forward.
He stood between towering mountain peaks. The waterfall crashed down from the heavens, plunging dozens of meters straight down with a thunderous roar like an earthquake, deafening to the ears. Water sprayed everywhere, forming clusters of mist that became rainbows beneath the sunlight.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
As he was still wondering, a rumble came