Madness

With every rotation, vast power of origin poured forth, flowing along invisible veins toward every star.

Those stars absorbed the origin power, forming a perfect cycle with the Dao Seeds.

Within that cycle, the elemental spirits ran and played.

The fire spirit was the first to react.

It leaped from a mountain peak in the First Star Domain, transforming into a crimson streak of light before landing on Chu Ming's shoulder.

Its eyes, formed from flames, fixed on the incoming fire attacks, its little face brimming with fury.

It opened its mouth and let out a piercing cry.

The cry echoed through the domain. Hearing it, the elemental spirits of the other star domains stopped what they were doing and looked up at the sky. The breeze spirit drifted down from the clouds and landed on Chu Ming's other shoulder.

Its translucent body trembled slightly—a tremble of anger.

It raised its tiny hand, pointed at the puppets, and made a "whoosh, whoosh" sound of wind.

The water spirit leaped from the lake, transforming into a crystalline stream that circled around Chu Ming.

With every circuit it made, tiny droplets drifted from its body. As they fell into the void, they turned into a faint mist.

The rock spirit ran over from the earth, and the ground quivered faintly beneath each of its steps.

It ran to Chu Ming's feet, raised its sturdy little head, and glared at the puppets with hostility in its eyes.

More elemental spirits surged out from the various star domains.

The metal spirit was silver all over, like a miniature sword, floating at Chu Ming's side; the grass-and-wood spirit was emerald green, like a miniature tree, rooted in the void beneath Chu Ming's feet;

The lightning spirit was purple all over, like a miniature bolt of