Xueyan watched aptly as something emerged from Lin Mu's body.
It did not take a defined shape immediately.
At first, it was like a mass of dark mist, swirling gently yet endlessly. It had no clear boundary, no fixed form, as if it existed in a state between existence and absence.
Within that shifting darkness, faint points of light began to appear.
Four colors.
Subtle, yet unmistakable.
They shimmered like distant stars within a void, each carrying a unique presence. They did not clash, nor did they merge completely. Instead, they coexisted in a delicate, ever-changing balance.
The entire Dao Embryo looked like a fragment of the cosmos itself.
A miniature nebula, bound yet boundless.
Xueyan's breath hitched.
"…Beautiful…" he whispered unconsciously.
He had never seen anything like it.
His own Dao Embryo was structured, precise, elegant in its design.
But this…
This was something entirely different.
It was vast.
Unfathomable.
