'Everything else on me is still here, so why did only the Scroll disappear?'
Lin Mo pondered the question. He refused to believe it was a mere coincidence. Perhaps it was related to the trial at hand.
Scroll, Space Magic...
And this vast, white, seemingly boundless space before him.
Lin Mo seemed to have realized something. He calmed himself, closed his eyes, and emptied his mind, entering a state similar to Meditation. Then, he revisited the knowledge of Space Magic in his head, going over it again, word by word.
Gradually, that faint, elusive sensation from before returned. And this time, perhaps due to the special nature of this space, it was significantly clearer.
He felt he was on the verge of a breakthrough, about to shatter his constraints.
Time trickled by. In this vast, white expanse, Lin Mo had no idea how long had passed.
He only knew that after a long period of trying, it finally came to him in a flash of inspiration. He had grasped something.
