A few hours later.
Zinnia sat cross-legged on a white stone platform engraved with countless Essence Equations.
The runes faintly glowed as if responding to the rhythm of her breathing. Her silver Qi flowed around her like a mist, forming waves that occasionally rippled out in rings of light.
Aksai stood a few steps away, his hands behind his back, watching closely. His Spirit Sense spread through the room, reading every pulse of energy coming from Zinnia's body. Her heartbeat, her blood flow, even the tension in her meridians—he could sense it all.
The silvery aura surrounding her was slowly changing. Threads of gold began to mix into it, faint at first, but growing stronger with each cycle of breath. The silvery glow was turning deeper, darker, warmer, as if molten sunlight was being poured into her veins.
Aksai's eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her body tremble. "It… it is working," he thought to himself.
Inside his mind, his thoughts flowed calmly, one after another.
