Click. Once again, just before being submerged, he froze a portion of his domain.
Sensing the immense power and bizarre nature of these primal sources, Zhou Chuan dared not meet them head-on. Transforming into the breath of passing years, his weight became virtually negligible as he slowly escaped along a microscopic fissure. He found himself missing the days of the Supreme Wood; if it were still here, he could have shot right out like an arrow.
"Hmm?" A voice filled with astonishment and cold surprise sounded from deep within the earth.
Chapter 1937