The air in the void shimmered faintly, a subtle distortion that signaled the return of Xiao Ming's consciousness to its core self.
His spiritual body, seated in the lotus position, trembled as beads of sweat glistened on his brow.
The oppressive weight of the Samsara Chart loomed before him, its radiant engravings swirling endlessly in a mesmerizing dance that depicted the cycle of reincarnation.
Each intricate line and symbol pulsed with an otherworldly energy, a reminder of the infinite lives Xiao Ming had yet to endure.
Within his sea of consciousness, a faint shadow flickered—a manifestation of the Shadow Phoenix's will. Its presence was oppressive and eternal, a constant reminder of the trial's stakes.
The Shadow Phoenix's crimson eyes burned like twin suns, their gaze piercing through the veil of Xiao Ming's soul.
