Night had fallen, but Mirai's training was becoming more and more enthralling.
God's spiritual power had been surging through his body. The terrifying energy sphere in his hand and the faintly emitted destructive force made the night even colder. At that moment, the bright moon in the sky was suddenly veiled in a layer of black gauze, wrapping around it so that not even a trace of moonlight could fall.
"Yin and yang are the two poles, demons are human, pure yang is qi, yin is attachment..."
A melodious yet hoarse voice suddenly drifted over. It seemed both near and far, but it was impossible to tell where it came from.
"Who's there?"
Mirai suddenly heard the voice, and his heart tightened at once. His mind, originally focused on training, wavered for a moment, nearly causing the highly destructive energy sphere in his hand to explode.
"Who am I... and who are you?"
The hoarse voice answered Mirai. Meanwhile, the dark clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker, and an eerie wind suddenly swept toward him.
Rustle...
The shaded wind swept over the grass, brushing the tender green blades and producing a rustling sound.
As Mirai stood in the grass and felt that strange eerie wind, the stinging sensation grew even sharper.
Whoosh...
Suddenly, an eerie wind blew past a rose swaying in the breeze. Then... the eerie wind abruptly turned into a sharp cleaver. With a slice, the rose's stem was severed, and the flower drifted before Mirai.
Whoosh!
Mirai watched as the rose was directly shredded to pieces by the wind in front of him.
However, when the eerie wind slashed at Mirai, it only left a series of small cuts on him and could not truly harm him.
"Damn it, if you don't come out now,