Inside the quiet chamber, the Void Realm of Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water slowly dispersed, and Song Yan finally emerged from seclusion.
"Whew-"
The four walls stood silent; only the sound of long, measured breaths echoed.
Yet for some reason, Song Yan was frowning slightly, looking rather uncomfortable.
The sensation was peculiar, like someone whispering softly into his ear.
It was also like the sound of rippling water drifting from afar, faint and intermittent, disturbing his peace of mind.
"What on earth is going on?"
After ending his practice, Song Yan did not immediately rise, but remained seated cross-legged for a while.
Yet instead of fading, the noise grew clearer.
He examined himself inwardly, sinking his Divine Sense into his Sword Mansion and carefully inspecting every meridian and aperture, his Golden Core and Qi Sea.
Everything was normal.
"Could I have brought on Qi deviation by forcing myself to comprehend this artistic conception?"
Song Yan even patted his ears lightly, then shook his head.
The discomfort did not fade in the slightest, as though these sounds were ringing directly within his Divine Soul.
Even he did not know whether this attempt at comprehension counted as a success.
Not long ago, Song Yan had indeed sensed a wisp of peculiar spiritual inspiration taking shape and settling into his Golden Core.
It was exactly the same as when he had comprehended the Three Sword Intents before.
Aside from Myriad Manifestations, which had been somewhat different, both Flowers in the Mirror, Moon in the Water and Avīci Prison had brought this sensation.
Yet he had absolutely no idea how to wield this sword intent, what it actually was, what effects it had, or how powerful it might be.
Instead, he had developed this strange symptom of noise in his ears.