Misty, floating, neither born nor dead, Shi Hao was in a peculiar state.
His aura constantly converged inward, while his own primordial spirit seemed to fall into extinction, as if about to enter permanence. In fact, he was still alive, undergoing some bizarre transformation.
Outside his body, order was like a rainbow, rules like chains, wrapping around him, forming a cocoon, binding his body.
The Supreme Path is arduous and filled with obstacles; any misstep could lead to peril, affecting boundless territories, not just one's own demise.
If not handled well, the stars and moon would dry up, and the surroundings would collapse, which would be nothing unusual.
When Shi Hao's essence, energy, and spirit inwardly converged, it was considered a good omen, a rare safe path, at least for other beings in the outside world.
