"Is this the cultivation technique of a Dao Chaser?" Li Qingming wandered through Demon Night's vast, smoke-like memories, seemingly discovering something intriguing.
These patches of golden memory, just like the clouds drifting across the sky, were ephemeral and intangible.
Li Qingming probed with the Power of the Primordial Spirit, but found that the surface was densely covered with Tao Runes. No matter how hard he tried, he could not delve any deeper. He could only guess at some traces from the surface of the golden clouds.
"Hmm? Unable to investigate?" Li Qingming felt very curious. Could it be that the magic of these Outer Realm Dao Chasers could directly affect the soul? Otherwise, this situation would not occur.
Always unable to penetrate these golden memories, Li Qingming felt somewhat annoyed and simply ventured in directly with his true Primordial Spirit.
"Hum!"
