Ye Yun smiled gently. He walked down from the carriage mid-air to the edge of the lake, standing with his hands behind his back and quietly looking at the bottom of the lake. At the deepest part grew a Seven-Colored Golden Lotus, about three feet high, emitting astonishing spiritual energy fluctuations. Unfortunately, this Seven-Colored Golden Lotus still needed several more years to mature.
"Master..."
The young man followed, standing behind Ye Yun, somewhat timid and not daring to speak.
Ye Yun gently pointed a finger. The lake water rolled back, coiling up in mid-air. At this moment, it seemed as if time and space were reversing, which shocked everyone present.
