Although Yun Lintian kept failing again and again, he was happy with the progress he gained.
Exhaling a long breath, Yun Lintian was ready for the next attempt.
This time, he expanded his focus to include the Storm—wind, transformation.
Three elements now.
The golden threads branched delicately, connecting.
From Sun to Storm, fire to wind. Then, from Moon to Storm, water to wind.
The moment the connections formed, Yun Lintian's body trembled. His skin rippled—one moment burning, the next freezing, then whipped by invisible gusts.
But he held on.
"Balance," he reminded himself.
The Storm howled, threatening to tear the connections apart—
Then, inexplicably...
It calmed.
For ten full breaths, the three elements existed in harmony, their energies flowing through the Seed of Time's threads like blood through veins.
Then—
SNAP!
The connections broke.
