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However, the transformation had not yet ceased; the brilliant marigold turned into a lush green, like the wheat fields in the countryside. And then, it morphed into a shade of azure, mountains veiled in the distance, misty and illusory!
Following that, red, orange, yellow, green, and blue—five colors in disarray were melded into one. Intertwined within each other, they shone with resplendent, vivid hues, exuding a mysterious aura!
Everyone's eyes widened, unable to explain the spectacle before them, and the whole venue fell silent, save for the sound of each other's breaths.
Venerable Ye Wen furrowed his brow, ransacking his mind for information. However, he could not find any terms to explain the phenomena, and, eventually, he shook his head in resignation, his large hand clenched into a fist at his side, heart surging with excitement.
