The wipe-out of eighty-two thousand royal souls didn’t destroy their spiritual essence.
Under the first law of cosmic heat laws, energy can’t be destroyed. It can only be converted from one form to another. The two point four billion units of spiritual energy that had been locked in crystal-clear frozen stillness for thirty thousand years came roaring out of the upper vault channels in huge, shimmering waterfalls of pure, liquid soft glow.
The golden-white flood surged through the marble gutters of the round hall, cascading down the drainage water chutes directly into the underground channel of the Yellow Springs.
The massive wave of unallocated life-force collided with the River of Oblivion. Then, the transformation was instant and breathtaking. The sickly, glowing-green soft glow that had defined the river for ten thousand years was fully overwhelmed. The water turned a clear, radiant, crystal-clear azure that glowed with warm, golden embers, throwing dancing patterns of sunlight across the ancient dark rock cliffs.
Lin Tao knelt at the edge of the narrow high walkway, focusing his test sight array on the rushing torrent.
The unmetered cosmic flush, Lin Tao realized, his breath catching in his throat as the water-system models updated in his optic field. By purging the royal hoard, the uncollected memory leak has been discharged into the natural water-system cycle. The pH of the River of Oblivion has stopped from skin-burning acidity to perfect living balance.
