The Hidden Spirit

When the translucent figure passed through Yunman's body, the world seemed to stop for a moment. "Hey~ Anthracene, the Lotus turns when you are confused, and the Lotus turns when you are enlightened~" His voice did not come from his ears, but vibrated deep in Yunman's bone marrow, carrying some ancient rhythm. Light and dust circulated around him. Yun Man couldn't see his face clearly, but he could feel a line of sight that penetrated his soul. "I don't know how long it's been... That's all." His figure began to dissipate and turned into a spiritual light flying in the sky, "It is yours." The last few rays of light were about to disappear in the night sky, and a whisper floated in the wind: "There is freedom in the sky, but how could one imagine that the world is so big in dreams"