The Soul Crystal emitted a dull, yellow light. It was irregular in shape, its surface covered in a misty glow wherein, upon closer inspection, one could catch glimpses of fleeting images. These were the memories deeply etched into the minds of the Soul Crystal's original owners. Even the cleansing waters of the Yellow Springs struggled to completely erase them; instead, they were preserved in the form of Soul Crystals.
It is said that the Yellow Springs were not originally yellow. The water only developed its distinct hue after more and more Soul Crystals accumulated at the bottom. Standing by the shore of the spectral lake, Wang Xiu gazed at the faint yellow light below and felt there was some truth to this claim. He toyed with a Soul Crystal in his hand, lost in thought.
