Ying Yue was meditating for a while, deepening his relaxing state to feel the increase in his spiritual flow. It seemed with each passing day, it was easier to sense it, easier to feel it, easier to tap into it. It led to him feeling freer, less trapped, less fogged up. Like the darkness was dissipating from him. This also meant he felt less and less of Wang Li's spiritual power within him, and although it made him sad, he knew it was only there to jumpstart his.
'Wang Li,' he found himself thinking, 'I will help you.'
Quietness, stillness, followed and he felt a strange glow forming in his mind.
"Ying Yue," a voice he had not heard of before, but sounded familiar echoed, "You were chosen to bring balance, but you chose selfishness."
"What? Who are you?" He questioned.
"With your return, you must do what you were chosen for," the voice ignored his question and continued, "Bring balance. Leave."
