"..."
Li Ang stared at the ink-like strand on the ground, which was slowly writhing like mud. He deeply furrowed his brow.
He could still sense the "clump" of Mo Si in the Netherworld. When he concentrated, he seemed to be able to see images of himself and the tower hall through the Mo Si.
It was as if he had gained an extra pair of eyes with a 360° panoramic view.
Uh, is this like a fly's perspective?
Li Ang shook his head, getting used to the strange feeling. It feels like an upgraded version of projecting Spiritual Sense.
