This made him slightly relieved.
A powerful spiritual sense extended from his sea of consciousness, pouring into the storage bag.
Soon, Lin Zheyu felt a slight sting; his spiritual sense was blocked by an invisible barrier.
Countless spikes stabbed at his spiritual sense, and flames instantly ignited, seemingly trying to refine Lin Zheyu's spiritual sense.
"Hmph!"
"Break for me!"
Lin Zheyu snorted coldly, continuously charging his spiritual sense into the storage bag.
He knew very little about restrictions, almost not at all, but Lin Zheyu believed in the miracle of brute force; as long as the spiritual sense was strong enough, even the toughest restrictions could be broken.
Intense burning came from his spiritual sense, the severe pain made Lin Zheyu frown slightly.
Having cultivated all the way, Lin Zheyu had endured all kinds of pain before; this kind of pain was nothing to him.
Bang!
Bang bang!
