C572 Red Immortal Realm

The pink petals from the Lovesick Tree swirled around Lin Yu, and his prayer became one with them. "What exactly is happening here?" Feng Huang asked, her face etched with confusion. To everyone's understanding, thoughts and Psionic Power were intangible, colorless, odorless, and formless—elusive by nature. Yet here, beneath the Lovesick Tree, these thoughts had materialized