Dao Resonance Pearl

Chu Ming looked at his reflection on the dome overhead, feeling the power of those healing runes flow through his body.

That power was gentle, gentle as a stream—neither hurried nor restless—as it slowly repaired the injuries within him bit by bit.

He turned his awareness inward.

Within his sea of consciousness, the projections of the ninety-nine star domains lay dim and desolate.

Those stars were like lamps on the verge of going out, their light so faint it was nearly invisible.

The surfaces of some stars were covered in cracks, with tiny threads of light leaking from them.

Those were marks of damaged origins.

Some stars had already stopped revolving, hanging silently in the void like dead eyes.

The elemental spirits lay motionless at the highest points of their respective worlds.

The Flame Spirit lay sprawled atop a mountain peak in the first star domain, its body curled into a ball.

More than half its flames had gone out. Only a small cluster of dark-red light still flickered at its chest, like a heart about to cease beating. Its eyes were shut, its brow tightly furrowed, as though trapped in a nightmare.

The Water Spirit lay submerged on the seabed of the third star domain, her body half-buried in silt.

Her body was no longer a complete human shape, its edges blurred like a blot of ink dispersed in water.

Her fingers trembled faintly, as if trying to grasp something.

The Wood Spirit leaned against the trunk of the giant tree in the second star domain, her head bowed and her arms hanging limply at her sides.

More than half the giant tree's leaves had withered yellow. Those dead leaves drifted down from the canopy, carpeting the ground in a thick layer.

Her breathing was shallow—so shallow that the