The long, narrow sunlight pierced through the doorway of the stone house, tracing a long diagonal line inside and illuminating the black ashes in He Ao's palm.
The intertwined ashes converged in the light to form pitch-black pages, which quickly disintegrated.
He Ao had somewhat discerned the characteristics of this Historical Contract by now; it had a very strong force selection mechanism.
To touch or influence it, one could only use power related to history.
He Ao looked at the pages of the Book of Bygone Days in his hand, fluctuating between ash and page, and gently raised his hand to fix it in its ash form.
Then he attempted to wrap the ashes with Divine Sense, beginning to touch the mystical entity of the Historical Contract.
Soon, these ashes fell onto the cover of the Historical Contract.
Unlike the sliding of Divine Sense, like glue falling onto wood, the ashes adhered to the spine of the Historical Contract the moment they landed.
It works?
