In mid-July, the scorching afternoon sun was filtered through special floor-to-ceiling windows, casting soft, fragmented gold into the quiet room.
Cyan Treasure, coiled on a special mat, was surrounded by a hazy glow that had lingered for days. Now, it slowly receded like an ebbing tide.
It did not undergo the expected Evolution. As its intelligent, serpentine eyes slowly opened, they shimmered with a deep, gentle green light.
It had deliberately halted its final breakthrough.
Deep within its seclusion, the gate to the Four-star Realm was already clearly visible.
With the accumulation of insights from its recent Enlightenment, it was fully confident it could trigger an extraordinary Evolution and step into a new Realm in one fell swoop.
However, an intuition from the depths of its soul—or perhaps a contradictory Sixth Sense—told it that this was still not enough.
So, it stopped, just one step away from the threshold.
