He was greatly shocked, and heard that person continue: "If we do not speak of good or evil, only strength or weakness, I also have a poem to match this scene."
The youth gazed around him at the surging clouds and skies, the waves raging in fury.
In the sky, shattered light scattered like the Milky Way, while the surrounding bamboo forest swayed like a thousand sailboats.
He recited:
"The sky meets the cloud waves in the dawn mist, the Milky Way shifts as a thousand sails dance.
As if my dreaming soul returns to the Imperial place. Hearing celestial words, earnestly asking me where I would return."
The clear voice carried a distant, romantic tone, depicting a mythical scene of the Celestial Court and the Milky Way.
Combined with the cloud waves long river he had summoned using the Water Control Technique, though it was written as fiction, it seemed as though it was reality.
As if real, as if illusory, like a dream, like a fantasy.
