This lake, nestled between two mountain peaks, remained silent and untouched by anyone. Luna's tears had long since dried. Once a non-believer in gods, she now prayed devoutly to the deities every day. She clumsily begged the gods to let Ye Feng visit her just once, even if only from afar, willing to pay any price.
Beneath Lake Baikal, the crystal coffin was terrifyingly still. Countless cracks spread across the inside and outside of the ice like a spiderweb, so fragile that they seemed as though a gentle touch would shatter them. Luna lay quietly inside, unmoving, save for her open eyes, which revealed a trace of life's vitality.
How much time had passed, she did not know, when a strange change came over Luna's eyes. Her originally azure pupils were gradually overtaken by an intense, molten-gold glow, burning with a heat as fierce and dazzling as a raging fire. A powerful and mysterious aura began to radiate from her body, and the surrounding lake water seemed drawn by some unseen force, beginning to slowly circle around her. The sand, stones, and water weeds at the bottom of the lake were caught up by this force, forming a massive whirlpool.
Chapter 60