Two red pillars of energy stood side by side on the shore of the Black Lake.
One was encircled by black iron chains, an Azure Dragon, a yellow flower cat, and a Purple Flower. Clinging to the other was a black-gray giant ape with three heads and eight arms.
Though both were red,
they gave off a distinctly separate feeling, impossible to mistake for one another.
Stirred by those two pillars, a silvery-white pillar suddenly rose from Hogwarts Castle as well. A silver phoenix spread its wings and circled the pillar gracefully, letting out a clear, piercing cry.
Where the auras of the three Legends met, space rippled like water, leaving behind hazy traces and sizzling sounds. Together with the three layers of celestial music drifting from the void, they formed a resonant hymn of the Great Dao.
For Low-level Wizards, this was a rare opportunity.
Under normal circumstances, truth was something untouchable and invisible. But now, through the "interpretation" of several Legends, truth manifested in the world through "sound," "color," and other forms. This was tremendously helpful for Ordinary Wizards seeking to correct some of their mistaken understandings of magic.
Unfortunately, this rare spectacle was not intentional on the part of the Legends.
It was merely the natural collision that followed the release of their auras.
Like ripples stirred by pebbles falling into water.
Very soon, as the Legends proactively drew in their power, the three thick pillars of differing colors, along with phenomena such as the Azure Dragon, giant ape, and phoenix, quietly vanished. Though a faint Exotic Fragrance still flowed through the air, enchanting Dao music still echoed through the void, and the sky remained divided into three sharply defined layers of color,
it was, after all, no longer as intense as before.
The Low-level Wizards immersed