Soon both Tian and Blob appeared beside Max, their gazes fixed on the trembling red flower that stood at the center of the spiritual field. The flower's petals quivered more intensely now, glowing with a deep crimson light as if molten life itself was flowing through its veins. The surrounding spiritual grass bent gently toward it, responding instinctively to the change in the air, while faint ripples of spiritual energy spread outward in slow, rhythmic waves.
"So the spirit has begun to awaken," Blob said with a satisfied smile, his usually playful expression carrying a rare hint of solemnity. Even he could feel it clearly. This was not an ordinary occurrence within the Dimension of Spirit.
Tian nodded, his eyes reflecting the red glow. "This will be Master's own spirit, born from Master's blood and soul. Such a thing should not exist under normal laws." His voice was calm, yet there was unmistakable awe within it.
