A beam of white light shot down from the sky, illuminating the budding Snow Lotus. Under the radiance, the Snow Lotus Bud gradually bloomed.
Petal after petal... as the Snow Lotus petals unfurled, a lingering fragrance wafted over.
When Ling Feng inhaled this aroma, it felt as if all his pores opened up, and even his mind became clearer.
"Comfortable." Ling Feng exhaled, just smelling the fragrance of the Snow Lotus had such mesmerizing allure.
However, at that moment, a clear cry rang out, sharp and pleasant, echoing throughout the world.
"What is that sound?" Ling Feng wondered with a slight chill down his spine, in such a place, he was unable to take flight, so this sound...
Looking up, Ling Feng finally saw the source of the sound. It was a pure white White Crane, circling around the white light and occasionally letting out crisp cries.
