Chapter 81: Opening the Elemental Gate

Sitting on his bed, Hong Zhao examined the sapphire pendant thoroughly. He looked at every edge to the trinket, which was intricately woven as if it were molded together as liquid. Who knew, maybe it was. The thought intrigued him, but he pushed it aside. He had to know if this was something he could do on his own. Taking the sapphire hammer, he placed the head of it to his brow and inserted a wisp of qi. The moment the energy entered into the memory stone, images began to flash within Hong Zhao's closed eyes.

Most of what he saw was nonsense. It looked hazy, as if watching a show through a tv with much static. When Lang Feng spoke, he didn't hear him. The images skipped forward of their own volition, if he was meant to make any sense of the man's efforts to create anything, he couldn't.