Chen Yang roared in his heart, and the phantom of a sacred elephant looking up to the sky and roaring appeared at the bottom of the Zoulongjiang River, and stepped heavily on it.
In an instant, like a collapse of the sky, the edge of the reef shaped like a human head was shattered, like a large inkstone, with a corner broken open.
A dime is enough.
The hole that the dragon fish originally wanted to get into collapsed, revealing the situation inside.
It was a small space that was isolated from the river water. Before the reef collapsed, there was no river water inside.
As for how to forcibly resist the water pressure and erosion at the bottom of the river where the water pressure can make people's eyes pop out, and keep the interior dry and prevent water from entering, Chen Yang didn't understand.
It was some kind of power that Chen Yang had never been exposed to and didn't understand at all.
He didn't think there was anything strange about this.
In one world, there can even be immortal beings. A thought can manifest itself into a Yang God who can carry power. A human immortal can be reborn with a drop of blood. What else is impossible?
The depth of this world is unfathomable. Unlike the earth, we can only use nuclear bombs to kill everyone.
"Rumble~"
There was a roar like rolling thunder from the bottom of the river.
Endless water poured angrily toward the inside of the collapsed reef, scrambling to pour into the small space.
On the Zoulongjiang River, a whirlpool suddenly formed, causing the awning boat to sway from side to side. The little cormorant on top screamed in surprise, and its petite body lay on the deck, and finally managed to steady itself.
Fortunately, the small space was small enough, and the vortex formed was not large. Otherwise, not to mention the little cormorant, even the old awning boat would have fallen apart in an instant.
"I don't know what's going on, sir?"
The little cormorant stared at the river with worry, his eyes fixed, ready to jump down to save others at any time.
Chen Yang doesn't need to be saved, what needs to be saved is the things hidden in that small space.
At the moment when the rocks collapsed and the river water poured in, Chen Yang tried his best to open his eyes and see clearly what was going on inside.
Inside is a pool as big as a bathtub.
There are many scales on the edge of the pool, some are large and some are small, some are new and some are old, there are colorful scales similar to dragon fish, and there are also green and black scales of other fish.
Come to think of it, whether it was the big arowana from before or other fish seniors who came first, it was in this pool that they got into the hole that had just been opened, and they tried their best to climb ashore.
The fish has to learn how to walk ashore without scraping off a layer of scales.
No wonder the big arowana had so much reluctance to get into the small hole after it got fat, and it didn't even care if it had countless scales scraped off, it was just a habit.
There, on the edge of the pool, was an ancient futon made of dead grass. In front of the futon, there was a stone mirror.
"It should be a stone mirror, right?"
Chen Yang was not sure either.
At first glance, it looks like a stone book. It is neither round nor square. It is a bit like ancient humans using clay as raw material, shaping it into an oval clay tablet, and drawing pictures and notes on it, or recording some kind of text.
After you finish writing, bake the clay tablet and it will naturally be preserved for a long time.
No matter which world we are in, it is not surprising that human beings have to go through a stage of carving books on clay tablets and tying ropes to record events.
Chen Yang thought it was a stone mirror again.
That's because at a glance, Chen Yang could see that its surface was polished extremely smooth, like a finely ground bronze mirror, and the light could discern people.
Whether it's a mirror or a book, there is no doubt that this is what Chen Yang is looking for this time.
Chen Yang was sure of this in an instant, when the river water poured in.
Amidst the "rumbling" sound, the river water poured in, filling the entire space, and then there was a "click-click" sound, which could still be clearly heard even in the water.
The moment all the river water touched the stone mirror, it quickly condensed into ice.
The ice is reopened by water pressure and currents, then solidifies again, splits open again, then solidifies...