Immediately, a brightness appeared before the two.
A brightness in the physical sense.
In the warm water, a warm glow emerged.
It was a dusky yellow, like the afterglow of a sunset bathing in the water.
"I want to be a Great Hero!"
Murong suddenly shouted in the water, and gulped much of it in.
Duan Yun was trying to ascertain if it was an illusion.
For now, it didn't seem to be.
Murong surfaced, gasping for air, and said, "What that dead rat wrote was true."
"We've found the right place."
Duan Yun and Murong had no idea where the light was emanating from.
Because they couldn't find the source, or perhaps, the water itself was the source.
Swimming in this dusky stream, Duan Yun felt an illusion of seeing the Grandmaster.
Because this flowing water easily reminded him of the passage of time.
People often use flowing water to describe time, meaning it never returns.
And at this moment, the dusky water seemed to embody this metaphor.
