Chapter 970: The Past? The Past?
Su Junhan frowned slightly. He swept his sleeve, and a brilliant streak of light flashed out.
"Splash!"
The vast lake suddenly parted down the middle. The waters rolled back to either side, sending the fish scattering in panic. A watery path extended all the way from the shore to the tree at the Center of the Lake.
Following the path, a faint golden light glimmered beneath the tree.
Su Junhan paused in surprise before stepping forward.
Beneath a layer of silt, a radiant golden corner lay exposed.
With a sweep of his sleeve, the silt cleared away. A page radiating the golden light of Dao rhyme slowly floated up and landed in his hand.
Chen Changsheng tapped his toes lightly against the ground and leaped over to join him.
Su Junhan glanced at the page in his hand. The writing appeared chaotic—not because the text itself was jumbled, but because his cultivation realm was not yet high enough to decipher it.