But when Xu Taiping tried to take a closer look, the arm was gone again.
"You saw it, didn't you?"
Fairy Lingyue smiled at Xu Taiping beside her.
She did not seem the least bit curious about that thing.
"Sister Lingyue, the thing you mentioned was that one hanging down from the sky-"
"Shh!..."
Before Xu Taiping could finish, Fairy Lingyue made a shushing gesture, signaling for him to say no more.
"The strange manifestations within the Wilderness can be seen and heard, but must not be spoken of. Once you describe the manifestation you saw, that thing will set its sights on you and come to take you away at night."
Fairy Lingyue spoke to Xu Taiping with a solemn expression.
"What exactly is that thing?"
Hearing this, Xu Taiping grew even more curious.
"It's almost dark. Let's talk as we walk."
Fairy Lingyue pointed toward a dilapidated temple ahead.
Xu Taiping nodded and immediately trudged into the wind and snow toward the temple in the middle of the snowfield.
"Legend has it that in Remote Antiquity, there were three thousand gods in the world, each wielding a power of heaven and earth. But with the descent of a catastrophe unknown to anyone, nearly all three thousand gods fell."
"And the place where they ultimately fell was this Wilderness."
"But gods were gods, after all. Even after their fall, their godheads left imprints upon this land where they perished, manifesting from time to time."
Fairy Lingyue explained to Xu Taiping from inside the Gourd.
"What I just saw was the imprint left in this world by some god from Primordial Antiquity?"
This was the first time Xu Taiping had heard such an account.
"It is only a legend, after all. No one knows whether these things truly are imprints