The bird stopped struggling. It let out a long, shaky breath that vibrated through the entire spiritual sea.
The aggressive, wild energy that had been trying to destroy everything began to turn into a calm, peaceful mist.
Yue Yue felt his heartbeat slowing down to a normal rhythm. She was exhausted, and her pink tendrils were dimming, but she refused to let go. She squeezed him tighter, her little snake head resting against his warm feathers.
"Come back, Feng Yanshen," she whispered into his mind. "The fire is gone. You're safe now."
In the real world, the giant bird sitting in the nest suddenly closed its eyes. The dark glowing light on its feathers vanished, leaving only pure, shimmering silver.
And the pollution level on the System's screen began to drop rapidly from 98% down to a safer zone.
Yue Yue finally pulled her consciousness out of the burning spiritual sea and opened her eyes.
