"Th-this... How is this possible?"
Jin Zhiyong trembled all over, his face a mask of disbelief.
Before him...
Hong Yu was already holding the Ancient Magic Cube—the very same one that had left him helpless and nearly crippled him with its backlash.
This Magic Cube, whose secrets he had failed to uncover despite using every trick in the book, was now being effortlessly manipulated in Hong Yu's hands. Hong Yu's fingers moved like nimble elves, as if playing a triumphant melody.
With every movement of his fingers, the Demon Patterns on the Magic Cube underwent a wondrous transformation.
The once-dull Demon Patterns were being guided by Hong Yu's hands into a marvelous combination of arrangements, constantly shifting into various new formations.
Amidst these changing arrangements, clear lines began to appear on the Magic Cube's surface.
Jin Zhiyong truly lived up to his title as the number one genius Spiritual Craftsman of the Imperial Capital.
