Feng Yao's cyan currents threaded through the golden light, their direction becoming chaotic within it.
They were not being disrupted, but "lost."
The wind could not find its direction within the golden light.
Only Kunyu's earth laws showed a faint response.
As those earth-yellow rays passed through the golden light, their color changed from earthy yellow to earthen gold.
A blend of earth-yellow and gold.
Yet it remained.
Kunyu looked at that thread of gold in his palm, something flickering faintly in his dark brown eyes.
"The source of the Order Lineage."
He looked at Chu Ming.
"This golden light may be the mark the Order Dao Ancestor left behind in the Abyss Sea."
Chu Ming nodded.
His gaze fell upon that golden light, crimson-gold radiance flickering faintly in his pupils.
"Let's go down and take a look."
He led the way, sinking toward the golden light.
At his will, the bubble accelerated downward, from ten zhang per breath to twenty, from twenty to thirty.
Chaos Sea water slid past the bubble's surface with a rustling hiss.
The sound changed from gentle to urgent, from deep to piercing, like a piece of music shifting from adagio to allegro.
Around the bubble, those motes of light rapidly fell back.
Gold, silver, white, blue, red.
Motes of every color flew backward, like stars flung behind them.
Below the bubble, that golden light grew brighter and brighter.
From firefly light to candlelight, from candlelight to bonfire, from bonfire to lighthouse.
Crimson-gold radiance gathered around Chu Ming.
The light seeped from beneath his skin, forming a suit of armor over his body.
The armor was not metal, leather, or cloth.
It was "light."
Crimson-gold radiance flowed across the armor's surface like layer upon layer of wheat waves stirred by the wind.
Upon the armor's