With every pulse, the small hole would slightly collapse. The soil and rocks nearby seemed to have a life of their own as they slowly filled the small hole.
The small hill a hundred meters away stood firmly. Even though the ground was riddled with holes by various animals and plants, it remained motionless. It stood there quietly. As long as it was there, the ground would not move.
This was the rhythm of the earth. It was also the rhythm of the mountain.
Xu Tui suddenly understood.
This was probably the original quantum frequency of the mountain.
In an instant, Xu Tui's mind power moved. He used his perception instantiation to simulate the original quantum frequency of the mountain that he had just sensed. He quickly familiarized himself with it.
The mountains were the earth!
The earth was the mountain!