Someone Lives, Someone Dies

Shi Yan was lying in the middle of a flowery valley, his body crushing many fresh flowers. He closed his eyes as if he was fast asleep. His face looked calm and peaceful as if he was having the most beautiful dream.

Magical, crystal-like nectar dripped from the flowers with the most pleasant fragrance, reflecting his body. All of a sudden, something strange happened...

His reflections in those drops of nectar suddenly jumped out of the drops like they were his souls in the fantasy dreams. The shadows that had his shape all flew into his soul altar and moved in his Sea of Consciousness.

Shi Yan's clear mind was suddenly invaded. His brain sent him a pain that was like a pricking needle.

His study of the massive vortex was forced to stop. He opened his eyes and saw his own images floating in his Sea of Consciousness. Although they looked exactly like him, he couldn't contact them.

They were like phantoms.