Chapter 233: One Second

"Drip," a sound.

A water droplet fell from the sky, as if it had traveled through a thousand layers of mirrors before finally plunging into the serene surface of a lake.

The lake itself was like a mirror.

The droplet should have caused ripples to spread... but it did not; it was as if the droplet had not struck the calm waters of a lake but a cloud of ethereal mist.

Sitting upon the lake was an elderly man shrouded in mist.

He slowly lifted his head.

Above was layer upon layer of lakes, layer upon layer of mirrors, but in reality... this was an ivory tower whose top could not be seen, its interior space rendered immeasurable to the naked eye due to the condensation of Extraordinary Essence.

"You should know that for years... the core of the Source Tower has been weakening."

The lake, sealed by mist, began to tremble at the falling of his words... A youth robed in moon-white, as if he had stepped right out of ancient myths, slowly approached the elderly seer.