Ye Hao took a deep breath, placed his hand on it, and pulled forcefully...
The silk was grabbed by Ye Hao and pulled down. Initially, he was a bit worried that something might happen, but once the silk was pulled down, there was no sound, and Ye Hao felt at ease.
Ye Hao spread the silk on the incredibly smooth table. Before his eyes were some bizarre movements, some of which were simply impossible for humans to perform, while others were truly unfathomable. With normal human thought processes, it would be impossible to conceive such movements.
The various movements, when linked together, seemed like steps. Ye Hao looked towards the few lines of text at the bottom left corner.
What he saw were some tadpole-like characters. These scripts were so ancient that even the nation has only deciphered a few words. To understand the entire text, Ye Hao felt it was hopeless.
