Chen Changsheng madly ran the entire way, his boots and the mountain crumbling together as he ran in a cloud of a dust. In a few moments, he had already run halfway up the mountain.
He did not know much farther it would be until he reached the Heaven Lake and the summit of Mount Han, only that he should make use of his time—that the farther he ran, the better.
But soon after, he stopped, because he sensed that something was wrong.
He sensed the stone pearls had become hot.
The mountains suddenly rumbled with thunder. Was this the sound of several hundred stones being forcefully moved and rupturing the air?
Soon after, the sounds of cliffs collapsing could be heard.
The sound grew closer and closer, and the Heavenly Tome Monoliths that were the stone pearls became hotter and hotter, almost to a scalding degree.
Suddenly, all noises vanished.
An item was reflected, or to be more precise, burst into his eyes.
