Ehan's gaze turned to the crystal flower beside Phito, flickering with enchanting light.
The Celestial Blossom? Could it be that Daphne was the embodiment of Celestial Blossom?
The thought sent a chill down Ethan's spine, a coldness seeping into his marrow.
Ethan gazed at the Phito before him, suddenly unsure of how to proceed.
According to Phito's own account, Daphne had not yet been brought forth by the wolf.
The dreamscape of Daphne had utterly muddled Ethan's mind.
Celestial Blossom? Phito? And where was Daphne?
In Ethan's mind now loomed three vast question marks.
The days that followed were of stark banality.
For Phito, however, they were days of struggle.
Despite possessing immense power and wisdom, he found himself shackled beside the Celestial Blossom.
He had no freedom to speak of, even though he had transcended the world and become a legend, a Demi-god.
