They appeared first between the existing currents of Mana, deep-gold filaments weaving themselves into energies that had flowed through Hell's Paradise Island since long before Phei was born.
Some threaded through Elemental Essences without disturbing them. Others wound through spiritual currents, ran along the Void-Ice essence and brushed the edges of the Void without being swallowed by the Void's emptiness. Countless filaments hung in the air, while others sank into the soil, slipped into rivers, entered stone and joined the hidden veins of power running beneath the island.
World Essence had entered the land itself, and it did not behave like the brief overflow of some cultivator's breakthrough. It settled, as naturally and as permanently as if it had always been there.
The first wave rolled away into the distance, but the outpouring from Phei did not stop.
