Morning light, small courtyard, golden sunshine.
The March wind stirred the green willows by the lake and the apricot blossoms on the walls. Li Yuan pondered as he looked at the image before him.
On the image, the knight traveled a thousand miles to take a head, his righteous spirit vast, detesting evil as a mortal enemy, traveling thousands of miles without a care, one man bearing a sword amidst the clouds and moon.
He had originally discovered the trajectory and only needed to overlap the mental realm with it. At this moment, he found the opportunity and followed the trajectory to draw a Visualization Image.
This was a heroic image.
It was the Thousand-Mile Heroic Vision.
Yet, Li Yuan himself was puzzled. He was clearly not a hero, so why could he draw this?
On second thought, the "hero" might occupy part of his heart's mental realm, but it was certainly not all of it.
Therefore...
Though he had already completed the image, he felt a sense of incompletion.
