A cyan-colored radiance had been born into existence. Its light was so bright, so brilliant that Wei Wuyin's silver irises, dark pupils, and white sclera were blanketed by its hue. Those vulgar words that he wanted to spit out were forcefully severed as he observed a phenomenon that he had never thought he'd see again in this life.
Uuuurrrrnnn!
A familiar sound etched into his heart resounded once more. It resembled the bellowing of a great aquatic beast, and that pounded against his heart, mind, and cells with thunderous waves. The world distorted, twisting, contorting, and changing in an unpredictable, nauseating manner that left one's mind stumbling.
The changes produced a visual imagery before him, a kaleidoscope-like effect of perfect symmetry was formed, split from his current perception. Yet before him was the object that emerged without reason, seemingly utterly impossible to appear.
A ring of cyan light.
SOUL PULSE RING!!!