After descending two hundred feet underground, Fu Changsheng released his Divine Sense, starting an inch-by-inch search. Beneath was all rock, and the information didn't clearly specify where it was.
More than an hour later.
Fu Changsheng retracted his Divine Sense, closed his eyes for a brief rest, then resumed his probing. After a while, his eyes lit up:
"Found it!"
It was less than ten feet away on his right.
A yellowish hue appeared in the center of a rock. Upon closer inspection, that yellow was indeed an ancient book tinged with age: "What material is this ancient book made of, that it can remain preserved without weathering for so long?"
He sent a Technique into the rock.
With a crack.
The rock shattered.
At that moment, the aged ancient book instantly turned into a handful of yellow dust and dissipated: "This...."
