Similarly, the power was also significant.
The partially collapsed courtyard wall continued to crumble, and cracks appeared in the ground and walls within the mansion.
And then, even more sinister energy surged forth.
If the earlier cold energy was like a tide following a dam breach, at this moment it was like a giant wave rising from the sea.
In the midst of the invisible waves, a seed suddenly appeared, it began to take root and sprout, and within a breath's time, a flower with white petals and a yellow hue near its stamen emerged in these waters.
In the cold tidal waves, this flower bloomed like an egg, yellow and white, exceptionally tenacious.
Looking at this flower, even Aras, who couldn't name it, felt her heart filled with hope.
But the next moment!
The flower began to rot!
It was rotting, not withering.
A dreary color spread across the blossom.
A sense of despair, as if hope was being extinguished, began to permeate.
Aras's eyebrows slightly furrowed.
