With a flash of Ou Yangming's thought, a spiritual storm swept inside the red world and transformed into a windstorm that kept spinning.
Whether it was the sky, the ground, the mountains, or the forest, everything shook. The red centipede seemed to be standing on the opposite of the whole world, where even the space kept squeezing inward.
It shrieked as its body was being stirred up into fragments by the storm. The red world crumbled at once, and red threads that filled the sky assimilated into Ou Yangming's mind. It was worth noting that the mutated high-rank blood crystal alone helped him increase his mental power by 1%.
By the time he opened his eyes after all of the red mists were absorbed, his eyes looked like there were 2 deep vortexes spinning inside. It was as though one would be lost in his eyes by looking at him in the eye. What kind of eyes were those? They were so hollow and pure.
