"Finally, got a bite."
The old man sighed, muttering to himself:
"The prophecy a hundred years ago had affected me too much. My long search finally bore fruit; the person who could help me break through was indeed in the east of the continent."
In the Spirit Realm, there was a pond as clear as crystal, remarkably vibrant, just like a huge crystal mirror, reflecting the dream-like scenery around it.
Transparent and glittering lotus leaves floated gently on the water surface, some spreading out, others curling, like tiny emerald boats, swaying leisurely in the breeze.
The underwater world was equally spectacular, with schools of brilliantly colored fish darting through the water, carefree and untroubled in groups.
Lush trees surrounded the pond, while sunlight filtered through the dense leaves, casting a mottled play of light and shadow.