Kai Syaoran's dao heart was out in the open. It could be seen. It could be sensed, felt, and observed. This was very abnormal. The dao heart had always been thought to be intangible. It could never be found yet it was the core of all cultivation. With a weak Dao heart, one could never amount to anything in the cultivation world. They were most likely to become stepping stones for the powerful to ascend to prominence.
The ice cube moved about with a mysterious rhythm that could never be understood by any human living or dead.
The dark flame at the center of the cube flickered as though it would go out at any moment.
The lighting that had been moving relentlessly across the cube had become nothing more than a shadow of its past.
