The void around him rippled as for the very first time Shen Yuan felt someone observing him in the Pagoda, something ancient and primordial.
It was not hostile, nor was it benevolent. It simply was, and it seemed to be measuring Shen Yuan's soul.
He steadied his breath as he stood straight, knowing that the final part of the trial was remaining.
The darkness parted like someone lifted a veil, revealing a vast, barren landscape in front of him. Towering mountains stood tall all over the landscape as their peaks reached the sky.
At the center of it all was a giant lotus, glowing faintly in the distance. Its petals were pure white, with a golden hue as if they held the very essence of light and purity within them.
This was no illusion.
Shen Yuan instinctively knew that this was the final part of the Dao Heart trial. He could feel his connection with this lotus flower, it was the reason for his misery in various lives, and this flower made him see those illusions.
