Even without time to ponder carefully, Han Yan knew that this power was so mysterious and strange that none of the Magic Artifacts or Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures she possessed could provide such power. The only possibility was this mysterious seed whose true nature she was unaware of.
Just as Han Yan paused for a moment, the temple underfoot trembled slightly, and a faint, elusive light emanated from the seed, accompanied by a surge of wondrous resonance all around.
It was as if the seed resonated with Huayu Temple, and the entire universe responded to it in unison.
Vaguely, Han Yan experienced a curious feeling, as if the seed was part of her, for at the moment of resonance, her Mental State plunged into a wondrous clarity, or perhaps Chaos. It was as though drifting in the Void, wandering through Reincarnation, with memories flashing intermittently and broken, chaotic images flitting across her mind.
