After just a few steps, Elaphia asked, "Since when did your cursed art, that trivial fish, become able to do such things?"
She was referring to the copying illusion. Li Ang smiled, "It's no longer called curse art, but spirit casting. I have undergone a long and strange journey, and my professional ability has been elevated. It is called Spiritual Forger, the source of all curse arts in the world, tracing back to ancient gods."
"Spirit, casting?"
Elaphia slowly uttered the word, seemingly savoring its meaning.
Li Ang felt her attitude was somewhat strange, especially after he mentioned becoming a Spiritual Forger. He expected her to shout something like "You trivial fish are quite remarkable," to encourage and even praise him.
However, the blondie Douding on his back seemed to tense up for a moment, her attitude elusive.
She lowered her head again and asked, "Can the domain be unfolded?"
"Yes, but it's gained through another means."
