It appeared that this light spot was not bright, nor dazzling, much like a ripple on the surface of a tranquil lake stirred by a gentle breeze. It was nimble yet had no aggressiveness, exuding an extreme calmness.
But this seemingly unremarkable small light orb appeared to have a pair of tiny hands inside, constantly pulling and stretching, as if nurturing some magical life that was slowly hatching.
The aura emanating from inside the light orb was exceptionally agile, as though all things were reviving, akin to a soul taking root and sprouting, giving people a distinctly strong sensation. Especially to those Yin Spirits and Ghosts, it had a deadly allure, as if devouring it could yield enormous benefits.
In an instant, the Five Yin Horses, standing motionless like statues, seemed to be drawn by some peculiar energy, mechanically turning their heads.
