The massive old book had just been opened, and the pages began to turn automatically.
A hurried rustling sound filled the air.
Chen Lusi looked at the old book placed horizontally in front of him, flipping quickly like a fan, feeling curious and wanting to see what was written on it.
But the speed was too fast, making it impossible to see clearly.
He could only see afterimages flashing continuously before his eyes.
The book turned from the first page all the way to the last page.
Boom—
The blank of the last page appeared before Chen Lusi's eyes.
Then the book paused, slamming shut abruptly.
It was as if it couldn't find a suitable record, simply closing as if to dismiss him.
Chen Lusi was slightly stunned.
From afar.
Luo Mountain also frowned, just about to step forward.
But suddenly.
The book that had closed shivered again, then reluctantly floated back in front of Chen Lusi.
Then, as if forcibly opened by someone, the pages began to turn once more.
