As though surprised that Shen Yi had noticed such a tiny ripple, at the spot on the gray-brown planet's surface where that fleeting ripple of rules had appeared, a warm, gentle, yet unusually condensed gray-white stream of light silently emerged, then rapidly widened and swelled.
The stream of light gave off no aggression or pressure at all. Instead, it carried a strange, tranquil aura, as if it could soothe the restlessness of the soul.
It crossed the void at a speed that seemed unhurried, yet was in truth incomparably precise. Almost at the same moment Shen Yi sensed it and locked on to its source, it had already appeared before the three of them, hovering in the void not far away.
The flowing light dispersed, revealing an extremely peculiar existence.
It was no humanoid in the conventional sense.
Its main body was a semi-transparent gray-white, as though formed from countless specks of soul dust and threads of rules condensed together. Its shape was indistinct and ever-shifting; at times it resembled a gentle halo, and at others it vaguely outlined the blurry contours of limbs, yet its specific details remained impossible to discern.
It had no clear face or features, nor any fixed physical form. It was more like a living, thinking aggregation of rules, more like some special phenomenon manifested by the soul.
But from the focused and calm intent radiating from the core of its existence, one could clearly sense that this was a being with a definite self-awareness.
The instant this gray-white creature appeared, its formless focus of perception fell directly on Winnie, who was wrapped in the light membrane of the Flame of Continued Combustion and whose face was still pale. It quietly studied her, as if it could pierce through the Flame of Continued Combustion's isolation