The Spiritual Fire is like a wisp of flame.
It burns slowly, illuminating a circle of dim light.
Outside the circle of light, there is boundless darkness.
As if a thick fog covers everything under heaven, devouring all light.
Even the light emitted from the flame can only cover a very limited area, appearing hazy.
And the dense black mist flows slowly like ink spill.
It seems as if countless Netherworld Giant Snakes are entwining around the light domain produced by the lone lamp in the deep sea, constantly squeezing, grinding, and devouring it.
As meditation continues, a strange balance is achieved between them.
Suddenly, all sorts of noises break through the endless darkness, rushing in like a tide.
The flame suddenly shakes violently and brightens slightly, seemingly trying its hardest to dispel more darkness around it.
Its color also undergoes subtle changes, as if mixed with some kind of unknown fuel, thus appearing unusually muddled.
