An aura wafted from the yellowing papers as Ning Que flipped through the book gently by the bonfire. The aura was calm and collected and did not seem like it existed on the earth. It floated right up to the skies as if it would disperse into the gloomy clouds of winter and never return to the page again.
However, the aura was too calm and was incompatible with all that was in the winter Wilderness. It couldn't merge even with the clouds that barely existed. There was no active resistance, but just silence and an unwillingness to even make a contact.
There would be no interactions should there be no contact. In the frost covered forest in the Wilderness, not even the cultivator with the strongest Psyche Power could discover the aura emitted by this tome.
However, the sky could. The blue or grey sky was like a mirror belonging to Haotian that reflected everything. That was why it could reflect the image of the aura clearly.